Friday, July 24, 2009
Today...
Uhm, yeah, class was PAAAAINFUL this morning, and I was, again, dehydrated, even though I drank my whole gatorade bottle after class. I am so excited. (is the sarcasm apparent?) Yuck.
Yesterday...
Ran mile in 80 degree heat with B.
Was very discouraging, as he ended it by sprinting in to A's house...
... so yeah, I give up.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Oh well, se la vie...
I didn't run today, mostly because Mum & Dad think I might injure myself. I've been killing myself lately and since I was so sore I couldn't move last night, it was probably a good idea...
I did miss running with B...
Monday, July 20, 2009
Wow, can I please stop getting so dehydrated?
Dear Body,
I try really hard, and I even drank Gatorade after working out today, so WHY do you make me pass out so hard? Huh? You made me go to sleep right away yesterday when I ran two and a half miles with B, and then this morning, I napped for a good 3 1/2 hours without moving. Thank God I didn't have work! We need to not have this kind of problem again, body... This is all for your own good, so why are you giving me such terrible issues?
Let's work on making workouts a positive experience, eh?
Love,
Me
Sunday, July 19, 2009
FML (aka, the B chronicles)
Uhm, so The Brosef and I had to go running this morning and it was tres annoying.
We ran 2.6 miles on a trail...
...and now I can't move.
FML.
Seriously, how is running 2.5 on concrete so much easier? Trail running is better for you, so why, why, WHY doesn't it FEEL any better?
Yuck. No mas, por favor.
Oh wait- I have class tomorrow.
FML x 2
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Haha, I didn't run today...
Workout yesterday... basically our teacher destroyed my abdominal muscles.
Today, I just worked in heels, which is basically a workout.
Except not really.
Ew.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Oh nose... tomorrow's gonna hurt...
Yep, me and the broseph ran a mile today. It was great because he really forced me to go fast, but since it was only a mile, it didn't kill me too much... so class tomorrow should be fun, right? RIGHT?!?!
Nah.
Instead of an actual sports related injury, boxes fell on me at my job. While I was in a high bar stool working. So I fell 3 1/2 feet onto my bum. Ouch.
Class will be a breeeeeeze.
Yuck.
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