numero dos
So I've been a huge nerd and telling everyone I know about this dag-gone mini marathon. Not that its a big deal or that I want people to think I'm a fitness wonder (cause I'm not, yet...), but because it adds some accountability to the mix. If I tell my friends at school and my patients and family members... they will all surely ask every so often how the whole training thing is going, and I dont have to lie when I say its going well.
Today was off to a bad start. I overslept, remembered I needed to register my new car, and drove around downtown for twenty minutes to find a parking spot, only to be at the wrong building, to find out that I can't actually register my car without a sherriff's inspection. And where is this Sherriff's inspection? Further downtown of course, in the scary district. Whatev. Save it for another day, just dont get pulled over without registration. Not that big of a deal, right?
Well then the Navy calls, which has been a complete disaster as of lately, to inform me that I'm not even in the system (question mark??) and my orders are going to be delayed if I dont haul ass filling out paperwork. Paperwork that I filled out a whopping FOUR YEARS AGO and some jagoff never turned in. Fanflippingtastic. The paperwork it took 3 mos to process (or did it never even get processed???). The paper work that should be with my recruiter, who's now retired. Awesome. Yet somehow, someone, somewhere in the military, knows I exist, because I have been getting paid for the past four years just fine. And had amazing medical insurance, to boot. Again, for the second time today, Whatev. Really don't have the time or patience to deal with it anymore, so this better fix itself all dandy like.
Needless to say, I REALLY needed to run off some bad energy. So, I was excited to hit the road. Except the road was negative degree windchill so instead I hit the gym. On the treadmill, I told myself slow and steady wins the race. So I kept a good pace that I could keep up for awhile and watched Friends reruns. The best part though was that I could see my reflection in the glare of the attached tv, and I kept looking at myself staring back at me. Hot, sweaty, and disheveled for sure, but not giving up. I ignored the timer/mileage counter as best I could and just kept going and going, as if I were on the street. I felt so strong as I watched the turnover of people on machines around me... I realized I'd been on the longest! hurray! not a total fatty!
Just waiting for it to warm up this weekend... I'm going to keep my motivation up by jogging directionless in cute neighborhoods around town. I really love houses. Its a strange thing to love, but if I could wander around, say, old St. Matthew's for two hours on foot it would make me really happy.
Now for more Twilight and nighty-night.
Today: Run 2.5 miles + .85 mi warm up/cool down = 3.35 mi in 45 mins
Total: 4.85 mi, 1 hr 5 mins
Today was off to a bad start. I overslept, remembered I needed to register my new car, and drove around downtown for twenty minutes to find a parking spot, only to be at the wrong building, to find out that I can't actually register my car without a sherriff's inspection. And where is this Sherriff's inspection? Further downtown of course, in the scary district. Whatev. Save it for another day, just dont get pulled over without registration. Not that big of a deal, right?
Well then the Navy calls, which has been a complete disaster as of lately, to inform me that I'm not even in the system (question mark??) and my orders are going to be delayed if I dont haul ass filling out paperwork. Paperwork that I filled out a whopping FOUR YEARS AGO and some jagoff never turned in. Fanflippingtastic. The paperwork it took 3 mos to process (or did it never even get processed???). The paper work that should be with my recruiter, who's now retired. Awesome. Yet somehow, someone, somewhere in the military, knows I exist, because I have been getting paid for the past four years just fine. And had amazing medical insurance, to boot. Again, for the second time today, Whatev. Really don't have the time or patience to deal with it anymore, so this better fix itself all dandy like.
Needless to say, I REALLY needed to run off some bad energy. So, I was excited to hit the road. Except the road was negative degree windchill so instead I hit the gym. On the treadmill, I told myself slow and steady wins the race. So I kept a good pace that I could keep up for awhile and watched Friends reruns. The best part though was that I could see my reflection in the glare of the attached tv, and I kept looking at myself staring back at me. Hot, sweaty, and disheveled for sure, but not giving up. I ignored the timer/mileage counter as best I could and just kept going and going, as if I were on the street. I felt so strong as I watched the turnover of people on machines around me... I realized I'd been on the longest! hurray! not a total fatty!
Just waiting for it to warm up this weekend... I'm going to keep my motivation up by jogging directionless in cute neighborhoods around town. I really love houses. Its a strange thing to love, but if I could wander around, say, old St. Matthew's for two hours on foot it would make me really happy.
Now for more Twilight and nighty-night.
Today: Run 2.5 miles + .85 mi warm up/cool down = 3.35 mi in 45 mins
Total: 4.85 mi, 1 hr 5 mins