It's one of those days when I've just got nothing to say. Not chatty for some bizarre reason. So I'm doing a quickie just so y'all know I'm alive.
Ran 5 miles Tuesday. It felt great. I got my avg pace down to just over 11 minutes/mile, even though it was really windy.
Thursday I did a Body Pump class at the Y. I'm pretty sore today, so I know I worked it good.
I am planning on running today, hopefully, but it's raining (again) so it will be on the treadmill & will be a short one.
This weekend I've gotta run 9 miles. I have no idea when this run is going to happen, though, since it's such a busy weekend. Maybe first thing Saturday morning, I'll have enough gumption to get up & move.
Food has been pretty bad. Just as an example: I had Ben & Jerry's on Wednesday night, when I had to go out at 10:30 p.m. to get Mark some zicam at Walgreens, and I was totally resentful of how the whole thing went down. That was the day I woke up at 3 a.m. for our St Louis trip, so needless to say being sent out for medicine for my big baby of a husband--okay, okay, so he was really sick & got an antibiotic the next day, but at the time I was mad!--made me quite unhappy & I chose to deal with it poorly. So, yeah, I fled to my old friends B&J. With friends like them, who needs enemies?
I need to get my head back on straight to get the poundage going in the right direction. That means no bunnies this weekend! (any Veggie Tales fans out there?.... "the bunny, the bunny, oh I ate the bunny")
Geez, for someone without anything to say, I sure had a lot to say.