I headed down to my work gym (which is usually a ghost town) and, wouldn't you know it, the place was packed. Is it unhealthy that I wanted to tell everyone in there that I have been running all along? That it isn't my NYR? Yes it is.
I ran 4 miles while watching the season premiere of The Bachelor. I don't know why I did that to myself. I didn't even like the guy on last season of The Bachelorette, and this season seems like it could be a very dramatic waste of my time, but I liked a few of the girls, so I will give it one more chance.
After my run I just headed straight to my car. There was something about walking out into the dark cold all sweaty and exhausted that made me think of high school basketball practice. Then I had to giggle, because when I think of high school basketball practice I think about running, and how much I hated it. Hated really isn't a strong enough word, maybe loathed is more appropriate. Once practice was over, I had an anxiety-knot in my stomach dreading the next time I would have to run at practice in 24 hours. Seriously, the word baseline (as in get on the baseline to run killers) would give me nightmares.
Isn't it funny, that now I run all the time? Out of my own free will? My high-school self would have never believed it. Speaking of her, there she is , front and center.
I mean seriously, how did I ignore that beautiful baby face for so long?
Here is what a ate yesterday...pretty boring, I know.
|Breakfast (6): TJ's fiber bar (3), yogurt (3), apple (0)|
|Lunch (7): Asian turkey meatball salad left overs from dinner last night|
|Dinner (14): taco soup|
|Dessert (9): rice krispies and almond milk|
Daily points (32) + running points (9) - food (36) = 6 points to bank for the weekend. Holla.
Today looks like another lunch break run. I really need to be back in the habit of waking up early. Christmas break did a number on my sleeping schedule.
Happy Hump Day!
Thought for the day: