I took a long break from running Christmas week, but not really by choice.
I was starting to feel woozy, but Kenny and I are working out together, so I didn't want to skip it, and I knew the gym would be closed a few days anyway...so I pushed through it. I ran a mile on the treadmill to warm up (ached the whole time) but we got in a good session of upper body. Tuesday night I went downhill.
|Opening gifts is hard work|
I ate a peanut butter and jelly waffle. My tummy would intermittently ripple with a sharp pain, but for the most part I was starting to feel normal. We went to the gym and I ran a mile on the treadmill (and felt exhausted) and did some upper body work.
|The new fireplace at the mall is pretty fancy|
|We walked around and went to the comedy club|
I was supposed to run 13 miles. There was no way, I guess our wild night out did me in. I didn't want to lose my streak of four work outs a week, so we went to the gym. I ran a mile on the treadmill, cycled three miles on a course, and did the random workout.
I never stopped moving (except to cross the street), just clicked off the miles slow and steady
I was trying to smile about completing my longest run ever, but I felt a little rough
Trying to find a way to dry out the bladder from the water pack is a pain. How do you dry yours?
Ever felt so stiff you thought your legs may never work again?
Tell me about your favorite Christmas gift?