“Be miserable. Or motivate yourself. Whatever has to be done, it’s always your choice. ”
Or you could run enough miles to eat the whole package of cookies and still not feel guilty- then throw in some boot camp for good measure. 😉
I debated whether to name this post “I make mud look good” or “Chafing is no fun”… and the title went to the one I felt more strongly about.
Today I went for a 3 hour run. My initial goal was 15 miles, but I couldn’t figure out how to work Adam’s GPS watch and figured 3 hours would be close enough. That is exactly how long I made it before my gait started to resemble a drunken sailor, and I called Adam to come rescue me. I stopped at a gas station less than 2 miles from home. I knew I could push myself the rest of the way, but it would be at the expense of over-doing it (again). I didn’t want to risk another sideline, especially when my joints were already screaming from running on the pavement- and I knew I still had a boot camp class to make. To reward him for the effort of dragging himself out of bed to get me, I bought Adam a pint of Ben & Jerry’s cookie dough ice cream (his favorite flavor) while I waited. I also purchased a package of Vienna Fingers (no not the little one- the big one!), which I promptly dug into while the patrons pumping gas looked on with bewildered expressions (largely, I’m sure, owing to the fact that I was soaked and covered in mud).
I had just enough time in between my run and my evening torture session to grab some lunch with Adam. I made it a point not to stuff myself with the hopes of decreasing the amount of workout related nausea ahead of me. Overall the second class went well. I only got light headed a couple times and barely had any nausea. The work out was tough, but totally rewarding- I was especially proud to have managed the entire 60 push-ups scattered throughout the hour. Adam was there to cheer me on and coach me through many of them, which I immensely appreciated.
So today I give myself a gold star for motivation! My calves feel like jello, but my hot pink compression sleeves are due to arrive tomorrow, and I’m hoping they will help! I am also hoping to get one more long run in before we leave for Cali and the NorCal Tough Mudder.
The downside of my ambitious workout- I have so much chafing on my back and chest from carrying my weighted down hydration pack that I am pretty much covered in itchy, raised, pink blotches. I have scars on my collar bones from where the straps cut in; and scars, scrapes, and bruises all over my legs from all the debris and branches I get tangled in when I’m on the trails. It’s all pretty sexy. 😉
Thanks for reading!!! Comments and questions are always welcome. Have a terrific evening everyone!