I've been sitting here for about 50 minutes thinking vaguely about what I could be blogging about. Otherwise, I've been running to the bathroom every five minutes, searching running socks through Google and researching Dante's fifth circle of hell and trying to figure out our wretched governor's current approval rating.
In retrospect, all those things appear related.
I ran 3 miles tonight, and I only stopped to walk twice: at 1.9 miles I walked approx 100 yards, and at 2.1 I walked about .1 mile. The rest I jogged. I have never felt so good about myself exercise-wise. When I started this whole running thing about 12 weeks ago, I could go .2 miles before walking. I ran 3.1 miles in nearly 46 minutes. Tonight I ran 3.0 in 35 minutes.
Unfortunately, I also overdid it a little. Hubby and I went out for a matinee dinner and a movie and I had wine (mmm, wine), and then my run tonight was a little impromptu and I didn't actually drink water before I set out so my stomach is revolting against me.
WE had a great weekend. No sickness, hallelujah! Took the kids to Touch a Truck, had Winghouse for the first time in three months (if you want to dissuade yourself from eating something you know is bad for you, look up the calorie count. Then when you breakdown three months later it will taste that much better). UF lost so I'm not compelled to watch any more basketball, can I get another Hallelujah. I mean, not happy they lost but oh well! Sunday brought me a haircut (there might be a photo of it one of these days) and a date at Cinebistro with the Hubby to see Lincoln Lawyer.
To bed! To bed I said! I said to bed! Sorry, slipped into Dr. Suess-mode.
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