Monday Night
Did Pilates today for the first time in ages and ages. I really REALLY need to stop with the on-off thing. It about killed me today. So once again I will vow to keep up with Pilates, at least every other day, regain my abdominal muscle tone, and not fucking lose it.
After the humiliating few minutes on the mat, I ran two and a half miles on the treadmill. That went much better :) I watched the first 35 minutes of Serenity while running and stretching afterward. A testament to my willpower--I turned it off when I was done. The rest will be for tomorrow's workout. Running today was great. Pain free, good energy. I could have kept going (god knows I wanted to keep watching) but I felt my body did not exactly need, with all the pain on my right leg this weekend, a big long run. And I had a chores and writing schedule to keep.
Post exercise, I watered plants, scooped litterboxes, and dusted and vacuumed upstairs. Then sat down to write. Except instead of writing I goofed off with reading author/editor wank. Bad, bad internet. Notice my misdirected blame and lost willpower.
So after lunch, I got down to work. But discovered after the first paragraph or so that I needed to go back and reread earlier chapters for plot coninuity sake. And suddenly it was time to pick up Scout.
HOWEVER AND THIS IS HUGE I got more than 1200 actual words written during dance class. Oh Lack of Internet--you are my best friend.
And so to end this pointless post, I give you a song from one of my favorite bands of my college/post college years
After the humiliating few minutes on the mat, I ran two and a half miles on the treadmill. That went much better :) I watched the first 35 minutes of Serenity while running and stretching afterward. A testament to my willpower--I turned it off when I was done. The rest will be for tomorrow's workout. Running today was great. Pain free, good energy. I could have kept going (god knows I wanted to keep watching) but I felt my body did not exactly need, with all the pain on my right leg this weekend, a big long run. And I had a chores and writing schedule to keep.
Post exercise, I watered plants, scooped litterboxes, and dusted and vacuumed upstairs. Then sat down to write. Except instead of writing I goofed off with reading author/editor wank. Bad, bad internet. Notice my misdirected blame and lost willpower.
So after lunch, I got down to work. But discovered after the first paragraph or so that I needed to go back and reread earlier chapters for plot coninuity sake. And suddenly it was time to pick up Scout.
HOWEVER AND THIS IS HUGE I got more than 1200 actual words written during dance class. Oh Lack of Internet--you are my best friend.
And so to end this pointless post, I give you a song from one of my favorite bands of my college/post college years
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