Before you even begin reading this entry you gotta click on this link and get in the relaxy headspace I’m in right now! Ah, rain! So relaxing! I’m actually a big fan of white noise. It’s rough being home sometimes – so quiet compared to Philadelphia and here (drunk undergrads hooting and hollering, bliss!). Nowadays it’s hard for me to sleep without some background. Sometimes I turn on a fan or something for the sole purpose of creating a loud, obnoxious, droning noises.
Anyway, I put my body through hell this week and paid for it at the gym today. I got 4-5 hours of sleep Monday – Thursday nights, ate out a lot while working late hours in the hospital complex, and last night drank the pain away a bit. How I expected to being able to crush my work out today, I have no idea!
But…I did expect to (dumb K….)! I bolted up the stairs two at a time, walked the steeper uphill route to the gym, took a hit off the inhaler 15 minutes before, and ran strong and confident for a good 8 minutes. I was even wearing new workout shorts I got today on a Target adventure (I haven’t bought shorts since like 8th grade for majorettes (Re: Baton twirling)). But, at minute 10, I tried to drink some water while running, messed up the breathing rhythm, then I got a cramp, so I tried to catch my breath for a minute and start again…Then after 5 more minutes of running the cramp recruited some of it’s pain homies and I had to stop and walk. I messed around with incline on the treadmill for the first time, and walked uphill for like 7 minutes, then called it a day.
I was actually like, “haha, uphill walking, I feel nothing. This is dumb.” But when I stepped off the treadmill I was like: “HELLO, quads!” I won’t diss it again, guys.
So true confession….I’ve never ran outside. Once I get to 30 minute running intervals I plan to start running outside (because, Sunshine is awesome!), but, I’m not that excited about the idea. I feel judged! Well, to get my feet warm to the idea I ran the 0.8 miles back home. It was kind of tough to be honest. I guess part of it is not knowing my speed, dealing with wind, and like, terrain. I felt more winded than I do on the ‘mill’.
So, in the end, my workout was a hangover-esque fail, but I challenged myself. At the end of the day, I think that’s what matters the most. I might do some floor exercises tonight if I get too bored. It’s great having time again! I definitely HAVE to be kind on the eating front this week though. Once you get on a roll, breaking it is a GI nightmare, and really hurt my ability to be my best at the gym today.
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