Didn't get to the gym for today's cardio until way late. I spent the afternoon in a deep, deep slumber and it was WONDERFUL. Layla had spent the night and had kept me awake thrashing and flailing. The poor sweetie is cutting all of her molars at the same time. Not fun. Anyhow, I was a zombie this morning and had to teach children's church. I managed to have some energy burst and that ended up going well, but when I got home I didn't delay heading for bed.
After AWANA tonight I went straight to the gym for 45 minutes on the treadmill and 30 minutes on the elliptical. Met my GWF targets for the day, heard the satisfying "beep-bee-dee-beep-beep" and watched the messages flash across my display.
just my daily workout reports - actual work outs, planned work outs, dreamed up future work outs.
“Running won't kill you, you'll pass out first!”
“Frustration is the first step towards improvement. I have no incentive to improve if I’m content with what I can do and if I’m completely satisfied with my pace, distance and form as a runner. It’s only when I face frustration and use it to fuel my dedication that I feel myself moving forwards." John Bingham
she who sweats
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