Well, a beginning runner.
Tonight I went to the gym. Yes. Tonight. I didn't get up this morning because I stayed up wayyyy too late. I'm actually digging going to the gym at night. First of all, I don't have to get up even before God decides to smile on the earth. Second, it's not COLD in there! I think I'm falling in love with it...slowly. Wait, maybe not, there is nothing like running in the open air. And when I run outside I don't need the iPod. For some reason my mind tends to Zen itself out and before I know it I've run to the halfway point.
For me there are a couple of tricks to working out in the gym. iPod. Actually, that's the only trick. I pump my salsa music up so loud I feel like I could run 10 miles without even a gasp. But then, reality sits in and I'm looking at the bright red 3.63 flickering slowly upward, and wondering if I can even make it to the 5 mile mark I promised myself.
To be honest, tonight I had a little bit of trouble. I was tired. My muscles were a little sleepy. They didn't have the kick they usually do. I wonder if it's because I ran 5 miles the night before?? I don't know. In spite of my desire to quit at 4 miles and then at 4.5, I didn't. Felt good to go all the way to my goal.
5.1 -- bringing my total mileage for this week up to:
Oh, yeah, I can TOTALLY hit 20 + miles this week. Nada prob. I finished this evenings workout with 10 minutes of stretching, 130 abs and 60 arm reps.
Silent cheerleaders? Show me some love.