Oh Thursday, I detest you.
Seven forty-five a.m. meetings really cramp my style. You would think needing to arrive at work a whopping fifteen minutes earlier than normal wouldn’t be that big of a deal. But for some reason my body just doesn’t want to cooperate.
No, scratch that, not my body, my mind. Every Wednesday night I pack my gym bag, and every Thursday morning I skip the gym. Last night I was determined to go. This morning I awoke to my alarm at the normal 5:04 a.m. harp tune, hit snooze twice, and tried to talk myself into going to the gym. I decided a mental pro-con list might help.
- Probably won’t get any more sleep between now and 6:15 a.m.
- The hubs is snoring.
- I already have my gym bag packed.
- I won’t have to take turns in front of the bathroom mirror.
- Thirty minutes of exercise is better than none.
- Coffee is already brewed, and ready for my contigo. If I wait it will taste burnt from sitting on the burner too long.
- I get ready much more efficiently at the gym than I do at home.
- I will feel better afteward.
- My bed is sooooo warm and comfy!
Ummm that is all I had for a con. And, sadly, that con would usually trump all my pros. But today I pushed my con aside, and forced myself to get out of my oh-so-comfortable bed and hit the gym for a little jogging action.
I knocked out 2.36 miles in 30 minutes on the treadmill. Not too shabby, (for me, I am suuuuuuuper slow, so for me, that is awesome). However, I realized that I only have 6 weeks and 3 days until Bloomsday. The furthest I’ve run in my “training” is 3 miles. Three miles. And it is a 12K. I am in no way ready to be a participant!
Crap. (Not to be confused with runners trots.)
So I’m determined to find a six week 12K program to get my bootay in gear. No more of this laissez faire, run when I feel like it, I’m totally fine attitude.
Post gym I ate a packet of oatfit and a chobani, with coffee on the side, of course.
Then I had the most fabulous salad: spinach, roasted red bell pepper, craisins, goat cheese, sweet onion, and homemade dressing,
and look what I found inside, a 3-leaf clover!
It isn’t 4 leaves, but that has to be good luck, right?!
I also gobbled up the excess of my quinoa stuffed bell pepper mixture.
Later on I snacked on a nanner,
and some macadamia nut hershey’s kisses from my co-worker, who just returned from Hawaii, (lucky duck!).
And I also rocked a green halo all day.
After leaving work on time(!!!), I took off through the woods,
Grandmother’s house The Flying Goat I went.
I enjoyed quite a few treats,
tried to take in-focus pictures,
(oh wait, there we go),
and cheered on my zags.
Oh, and by the way, we won. Thankyouverymuch. Saturday, I am anxiously awaiting your presence.
Do you watch college basketball? Which team are you rooting for in the NCAA tournament?