Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Isn't it ironic...
Don't you think? A little too ironic... Why is it you can run a gazillion miles and still not be able to eat what you want? It just really is not fair! I woke up this morning to go on my run, stepped on the scale (even though I knew I would not like what I saw) and was horrified to find that I have gained 5 pounds over the last 2 weeks. I fell into the trap of thinking (OK, wishful thinking) that running gave me freedom to eat anything that struck my fancy. It does not... So, after my run this morning I trotted upstairs at Lifetime and signed up for Boot Camp. I needed a little something to give me a kick and keep me from getting bored with running so back to the M-W-F group class. I feel better already. I am in that "need a kick in
the arse" phase of my workouts again. I also think I am tired of working out
alone - it will be nice to have to be accountable again. Oh and the food thing
- my evil archenemy... I am just going to have to be more conscious about it.
Darn my gene pool! As Nancy Kerrigan would say, "WHHHHHHHY MEEEEEE...."
Another random observation.... I don't know why but I assume that no one I know would ever 1. see me or 2. recognize me out there on the road as I am running. Three different people said they saw me at various stages of my run this morning. Pretty funny - and there I thought I had the invisible cloak on!
Seven miles in the books for today and one tennis match (a win - cha-ching!)