Thank goodness it's finally Friday!
Don't get me wrong. I love my job and I'm totally committed to working out and getting (even) healthier. But I can't say that I actually enjoy getting up at 3:15 every morning. Friday is the day when I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and know that I get two "vacation" days if I can just do this crazy thing one more time.
Of course, it also means that my long run is the next day. This weekend I'm going to try to make it three laps around the neighborhood. According to the RunKeeper map, that will be about 8.75 miles. I'm figuring it will take me about 2 hours or so. And that's going to be the hardest part -- carving out the time to do it. I have so much to do this weekend that giving over a couple of hours to running is not going to be easy. But I figure if I start at 7:30 or 8:00 in the morning then I'll be done by 10 and can get in the shower and be ready to really start in on the weekend by 11:00 or noon.
Oh man! Even as I typed that in I can feel my body saying "are you freakin' serious?!?!" Yes, Body, I am. This is what we're going to do. Get used to the idea. Failure is NOT an option.
Especially after everything I put in my mouth yesterday. During the day I had the munchies something fierce. And they had cake at the office (I had a small piece). And a bunch of us went out to Thai for lunch and I do so love me some pad thai! And when I got home I was feeling a bit down so I used that as an excuse to eat everything in sight. Sooooooo.... even though it's not on my plan to go that far until about the middle of March, it's going to happen this weekend. After all, the piper must be paid.
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