Today I worked rather early, but that's alright. I actually went to bed at a decent time last night. This was partly due to freezing in the drive it took to go out to dinner and back with Alison's grandparents, who are always nice to see. I ate too much, but it was salmon and so that's okay (ignore the chocolate lava cake, cake is a lie.)
After work I went out and decided to get a new watch. This took me an hour and a half of deliberation at Khol's, given their selection of watches is... I won't say limited, but let's say limited to a certain core product: Sparkly, garish show-off watches. Granted I /did/ like the one that showed the gears in the back, but it was a man's watch and far too large even on my big-boned frame.
I ended up deciding on a
Timex Expedition series, because it has the hands which I think is more of an adult and 'mature' look, as well as a portion which lists the seconds. That was my primary goal in getting the watch: To give myself an easy method to monitor the 30 vs 90 seconds required by the Couth-to-5K program so I wouldn't have to stop and change the timer on the stove constantly. Admitedly there were watches there which were better aimed towards this end such as the
Ironman Triathalon, but I didn't want to have to explain to everyone daily 'What's that for?' when they point to my oddly designed watch that has a band of three different colors.
Afterwards I came home, ate a hearty lunch of Chicago styled pizza, and then did my 20 minutes on the Gazelle followed by about ten minutes of stretching. My heart is still going faster than normal, but it feels kind of good. So I congratulated myself for another day accomplished with an apple and a big honking glass of oh-thank-god water.
Now, victorious, I have... nothing to do. So I'll just sit here with my
library book to catch up on some reading.
Day Two: Mission Completed