Wednesday, December 23, 2009
"Wiggle your big toe."
Once again I fell asleep before anyone got home from TKD last night (7:15ish) so I couldn't drag myself down to the moving street. Today officially starts Christmas break for me. This morning Bill left for work and I laid there for at least an hour trying to convince myself to get up and run. I felt like the chic in Kill Bill who is lying in a truck outside the hospital trying to overcome paralysis. "Get out of bed. Get out of bed. Get out of bed." Somehow I got enough something to get up. "You've wasted 2 days not running. You don't know what will happen the next few given the weather. You have love handles. You have people watching you be lazy right now. You are better than this. If a man can do a triathlon with his son you can get up and run 3 miles. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. You will kick yourself later. You will feel better later. You have to run at least 30 min 3 times/week. You can't rest everyday. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. Get out of bed. It's getting late. If you get up now you can be done before any of the kids start getting up. Get out of bed. It's getting late."
I finally got up, ran 3.1 miles/30 min, walked 1 mi, 20 min, 670 calories/209 fat calories. This means I can eat 24 chocolate covered peanuts. It was worth it!
Posted by donakimberly at 8:10 AM