Coming off a great run Monday, I was feeling good about today’s workout until about 20 minutes into my run…utter and complete failure. Something was off and I just could not muster the strength to finish the run.
Was it because I was outdoors? It is kinda on the warm side today. Dehydrated? Possibly. Tired? Most likely. I putzed around last night until midnight (bad, I know). Maybe I slept “wrong”?
Excuses aside, this just means I try again. Maybe it’s a good thing I’ve given myself until November?
Tomorrow is another day and today just proved to be a slight pebble on my road to…total and complete fitness, cardio health, whatever.
I FINALLY got some validation from The Husband the other day – he did say I looked “thinner” – and I have felt a difference. There isn’t as much junk in the trunk as when I first started. Well, maybe not less junk, but the junk isn’t bouncing around as much. (Is that TMI?)
Motivating song of the week:
Miss Murder by AFI
500 weeks ago I was living in Belmont and only 1 month into the job that I have now and I had been dating The Husband for about 3 months.
500 days ago I was chiding The Husband for his horrendous grammar.
500 hours ago I was celebrating The Husband’s birthday with friends at Nightlife.
500 minutes ago I was happily sleeping in my cozy bed – enjoying what would be a “full night” of sleep since Ringo managed to sleep through the night. (yay!)
500 seconds I was munching on a tarragon chicken salad sandwich while reading HuffPost.
500 posts ago, I posted my first blog entry, circa March 19, 2004.
Here’s to the next 500!