Liz is in the lead!
the numbers:
- Liz: 39 miles!
- Chris: 23 miles
- Me: 20.26 (the .26 clearly important)
I acknowledged in my last post the necessity of planning my workouts ahead of time if I wanted to get them in. The harsh truth I realized this week is that planning out my week does not come easy. In fact there is a part of my personality that actively fights against it. I think it’s my latent hippie side. The part of me that just wants to go with the flow, just see what happens, man. Don’t tie me down with all your plans.
It also happens to be my super-annoying-end-up-sitting-on my-ass-or-wandering-from-room-to-room-in-my-apartment-side.
Last week my hippie side won out and every morning looked like this:
me (laying in bed already awake for 5 minutes): I should work out. a walk? but maybe it’s too cold. I’ll go swim. can’t my suit is still wet from yesterday. should I go bike? argh, i hate that stationary bike. I’ll work out later, i swear.
(rolls over to cuddle fat cat who has also decided not to work out today)
When I do the totals I realize it’s not so bad, and more than twice what I did the first week. But, shit, liz has 39 miles!!?!
This is reminding me of the time when I was proud of myself b/c I was swimming for 25 minutes without stopping and that seemed like a super long time…until I spoke with my 95 y.o. grandfather who was regularly swimming for 45 minutes. like 3 times a week regular.
sigh.
this week…more miles!
