Attack of the Machines and the Bubble Guts

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! -  Okay, so you know that I missed my workout yesterday, I have dinner plans tonight, so I had no other choice but to make up for it this morning.  Yes, Morning, Even the dog was still asleep when I got up.  But I had to coach my self, “The gym is literally 2 blocks away, I have no excuses, and I laid out my clothes last night.”  I brushed my teeth, and Cliniqued my face and off I went.  It was so foreign, I honestly do not think I ever woke up early just to go work out.  Anyway I decided to do the treadmill, everything started off fine, I worked up a great sweat, and accidently hit the emergency stop button… so I started over and the Nike iPod lady says “Workout Paused” and the music stopped…did I ask it to pause?  NO!, so I say fine, I’ll just do the music only, I don’t need her.  Then I mistakenly hit the stop button again, I give it one more try, and about 15 minutes in, I accidently hit it yet again.  I was beyond frustrated, then came the bubble guts.  Uh oh, should I have eaten something 1^st? , should I have actually taken time to wake up before running?, my body was so confused.  Fast forward 10 minutes, and I’m picking toilet paper off my sweaty thunder thighs…gross I know.  But you know what, I said I’m here and I’m here to get ready for my race, so I went up to the track and did another 20 minutes of jogging.  I went home and took the best shower ever!

RunningIntoShape.com

I had to sacrifice my run this evening to go work on the podcast for my learning to running website (There’s a rough draft up, but it’s still under construction).  I was supposed to get up this morning, and go run, but the giant blizzard like snowflakes in April  scared me. 

Trying to Be Fly

I had a bad allergic reaction to some medication and had to take off on Wednesday, being lazy, I didn’t make up for it.  Me and the Lil Sis went to the park today and power-walked the actual race trail.  It’s quite intimidating and long.  It was a nice sunny day, and I was trying to be “fly” as I worked out.  I got the craziest looking tan from where my designer sunglasses covered most of face….think raccoon.