The only thing I managed to do was Pilates on Monday and my C25K runs (followed by a decent amount of hacking) for a total of five miles this week. All because Monday night I came down with a raging cold. Total bummer and I feel like since we moved here I have been sick/ hurt ALL THE TIME. I have thrown out my back twice, had like a million colds (okay three). What the heck. So like any normal person I ordered this:
Being sick has reinforced that I work with the best people. They are runners too so we are all high on endorphin all the time which makes work pretty fun even when sick especially when your co-worker brings you a get well bag.
Even though D was in the field all week Max volunteered to cuddle constantly to make me feel better
Just so selfless that one.
I am hoping this coming week will be better. I know it will because it is THANKSGIVING. The most sacred of all holidays for those who love eating and pie and stuffing and pie. I am hoping to get a Pilates class, body pump, some runs and a 5K (fingers crossed for a PR) done this week. And a lot of eating.
It is good to have goals.