Reality: Sleeping in, ate a cinnamon roll, sipped coffee and knew there was no way in H, E double hockey sticks I was going for a run today. Yesterday's run sucked. But usually I can move on pretty quickly but for whatever reason I am not into it. My hip hurts, my ankle is slightly swollen and I have a bad attitude about the whole thing = running sucks. The idea of one mile is too much let alone anything in double digits. I need a rest.
|ohh shove it|
Instead I got D out of bed to go walking with me. Ahhhhh marriage. We hit up a new bike bath for some bonding time with nature at a leisurely pace.
|Max loves nature|
Plan for this coming week:
Mon: X-train- find a bike or a weight and use it
Tue: 4 miles/ yoga
Wed: 8 miles
Thurs: Rest/ yoga
Sat: 4 mi
Sunday: Try number 2 for 16 miles
I am sure by Tuesday's run I will have adopted this philosophy and be back to running.
And because we are all in need of a funny