Perfect day for a run. 53°F, mostly cloudy, windy. NOT HOT AT ALL. The forecast is for rain today and tomorrow, but when I saw the sun doing it’s best to beat the clouds, I put on my running gear and drove down to the track.
I was feeling pretty good at the start of it, but by the third interval, I felt pretty run down. Usually I push through with the fourth interval, but today I only felt good during the fifth interval. When the sixth came around, I felt really heavy. Maybe it was that bowl of Cocoa Pebbles I had for breakfast (badbadbadbadbad).
Maybe a lot of my problem is boredom? I’m 95% sure I’m going to try W3D1 on Thursday:
I need to go out and get some good running shorts first. I usually wear these cheap, blue (ugly) shorts my mom got me from Bi-Mart last year. Bleh. I’m hoping I can find something suitable at Goodwill.
I’ve just eaten an orange and a bunch of grapes, and now I’m going to warm up again and do my lower body workout. I was going to do 20 minutes of aerobics, too, but I have to go to the library later, and I figure I’ll just swing by my sister’s on the way back and bully her into taking the dogs for a walk with me. The other day we walked them for an hour. Tank passed out when we got home. I’m glad he’s getting exercise, but it breaks my heart to see old age catching up with him. Speaking of old, here he is with Freddie. This is the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning (click to enlarge):
I was feeling pretty good at the start of it, but by the third interval, I felt pretty run down. Usually I push through with the fourth interval, but today I only felt good during the fifth interval. When the sixth came around, I felt really heavy. Maybe it was that bowl of Cocoa Pebbles I had for breakfast (badbadbadbadbad).
Maybe a lot of my problem is boredom? I’m 95% sure I’m going to try W3D1 on Thursday:
Brisk five-minute warm up walk, then do two repetitions of the following:
- Jog 200 yards (or 90 seconds)
- Walk 200 yards (or 90 seconds)
- Jog 400 yards (or 3 minutes)
- Walk 400 yards (or three minutes)
I need to go out and get some good running shorts first. I usually wear these cheap, blue (ugly) shorts my mom got me from Bi-Mart last year. Bleh. I’m hoping I can find something suitable at Goodwill.
I’ve just eaten an orange and a bunch of grapes, and now I’m going to warm up again and do my lower body workout. I was going to do 20 minutes of aerobics, too, but I have to go to the library later, and I figure I’ll just swing by my sister’s on the way back and bully her into taking the dogs for a walk with me. The other day we walked them for an hour. Tank passed out when we got home. I’m glad he’s getting exercise, but it breaks my heart to see old age catching up with him. Speaking of old, here he is with Freddie. This is the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning (click to enlarge):
I didn’t work out at all yesterday; we had an animal emergency and had to rush our cat, Ben, to Dove Lewis. (Urinary blockages in male cats can be fatal.) My whole day was fucked up after that, so I just took it easy and tried not to freak out. I knew he would be okay, but when you’ve got panic disorder, little things are big things and big things are catastrophies. They’re going to pull his (urinary) catheter today, and if he has no problem urinating, we can bring him home.
In happier news, THE RED WINGS ARE IN THE CUP FINALS!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you, Dallas. HAHAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA! I can’t wait for Saturday. With everything going on yesterday, I completely forgot about the game (Chelios was out. Grim!). I caught the previous game, though, and though Franzen was still out, I was happy to see them playing some of the other guys. I get a big kick out of Rafalski, too. And not just because he's from Dearborn. We're the same age! See, you're never too old to play hockey.
Anyway. See you on Thursday.
In happier news, THE RED WINGS ARE IN THE CUP FINALS!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you, Dallas. HAHAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA! I can’t wait for Saturday. With everything going on yesterday, I completely forgot about the game (Chelios was out. Grim!). I caught the previous game, though, and though Franzen was still out, I was happy to see them playing some of the other guys. I get a big kick out of Rafalski, too. And not just because he's from Dearborn. We're the same age! See, you're never too old to play hockey.
Anyway. See you on Thursday.
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Yay for W3D1! I know you can do it...as long as the weather stays cool. Keep up the positive thinking and just know that any workout is better than no workout.
I hope Ben-kitty is doing better and that he can come home healthy with no recurrence of UTI.
Thanks, jeannie! I'm actually really looking forward to tomorrow. I might listen to the podcast tonight to get an idea of what I'm in for.
I'm happy to report that Ben is doing well. We brought him home yesterday evening, yay! He's on a bunch of medications, but he's being a real trooper about taking them. He's still straining a little to urinate, but that's mostly because his urethra is irritated from the catheter. I'm picking up some meds tomorrow that'll relax his sphincter and make urinating easier on him.
Mostly he lies around and purrs because he's stoned on pain meds. We've also got him on special "crystal food," which he loves because it's canned. The nice thing about Ben is, you can spoil the hell out of him and he won't let it go to his head.
I'm happy for the update on Ben! I don't think it's possible to spoil a cat because they start out that way.
Come to think of it, isn't "cat" Latin for spoiled?
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