Yesterday’s cardio, this morning
I walked this morning because I was so tired last night. Annoyed too, for no particular reason. So I went to sleep and rested in my microfleece sheets, waking today much happier and peaceful.
Only walked 20 minutes, though, in anticipation of my training workout this afternoon and also seeing things around the house I want to get to: organizational things like setting up my craft area and filtering through the kids’ old toys. It’s my day off and I want to accomplish something.
Treadmill tunes fri.
Here are my treadmill tunes from today:
Look Around—The Bangles
I Write Sins Not Tragedies—Panic! At the Disco
The Rock Show—Blink-182
Whiskey and You—Tim McGraw
Country Grammar—Nelly
I’m Just Talkin’ About Tonight—Toby Keith
Super Disco Breakin’—Beastie Boys
Owner of a Lonely Heart—Yes
All By Myself—Jamie O’Neal
Drowning—Hootie and the Blowfish
Running, pathetic style
But I am proud of it, anyhow. I walked/ ran for 39 minutes today. Felt really good after such a long and lovely holiday season. The kids go back to school tomorrow, and that reality (of schedules returning and tightened time lines) prompted me to get going.
Happy New Year!
Alive
Enjoyed working out today. Walking fast and doing weights got my heart beating hard. Made me feel like I’m alive or something.
I didn’t workout
I didn’t workout yesterday as I had planned, but I did get some walking in at the mall. When I wasn’t rifling through stores getting Christmas ideas, I focused on walking quick enough to get my heart racing but not so fast that I looked like a weirdo.
Runners, don’t read this
lest ye judge me!
Last night, my walking pace was fast—fast enough to almost feel like running. So that’s what I did.
I ran for a total of 5 minutes, which sounds pathetic. Who can’t run for 5 minutes? 
Well, since I injured my ankle so badly a couple years ago, I haven’t run at all. Ok, maybe a few steps to try to hit a tennis ball or to keep the kids out of the road, but nothing like last night. It was good, old-fashioned jogging. (In case you don’t know: I tore every tendon and ligament in my very swollen ankle and missed 3 months of work. Had to go to physical therapy for months to re-learn how to use my muscles.)
I’m not a runner, but I have always enjoyed sprints or trying to beat the quick arm of the first baseman. Running for the sake of running, however, has seemed a little idiotic—no offense. Why run when you can do something more interesting to exercise?
I think I’m changing my belief system a bit, opening it up for things like running and rice milk.
Treadmill tunes thur.
Here are my treadmill tunes for tonight:
Landslide—Fleetwood Mac
The Sweet Escape—Gwen Stefani
Pour Some Sugar On Me—Def Leppard
Lean Like a Cholo—Down
We Want Fun—Andrew WK
Lips of an Angel—Hinder
We Gotta Get Out of This Place—The Animals
Listen—Beyoncé
Never—Cake
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs—Fall Out Boy
Glamorous—Fergie
Remember the Name—Fort Minor
Recap o’ the week
SO SORRY that I have not blogged. Isn’t that rude, saying you’re going to do a daily journal and then lying? Well, please give me another chance and read this recap o’ the week to catch up.
Monday: Walked at a fast pace on the treadmill, but only for 20 minutes. This is the amount of time Justin has designated for me, though, so I guess I shouldn’t beat myself up.
Tuesday: First round of 2-set workouts. Stairs are still the most difficult: did 8 reps, which doesn’t quite add up to the 40 I should be doing. But, dang! It kicks my butt. (Hopefully, it’ll firm it too.)
Wednesday: Skipped my workout! This was due to meandering so much throughout the morning that all my duties and schoolwork stacked up in the evening. Brian came home from Wyoming, so I relaxed with him.
Thursday: 45 minutes on the treadmill! Now, that’s what I call a great workout. I was sweating so much. Gross. : )
So, my plan for tomorrow is to do a short 20 minutes of walking as well as my weights so that I can make up that one lost day.
Did it
One full week of workouts, and I loved it!
Thanks, Justin.
So, the easiest part for me is the treadmill. It’s addictive—and the brainless, escape to another place part of it brings relaxation in a strange way. I mean, my heart is pumping and it’s making me sweat, but I get to zone out or think about great things.
The hardest part is still those dang stairs. It will come as my legs grow in strength. I think I’ll measure my success by how many stair reps I can do.
Tired, man.
So, I did walk last night, which marked six days straight of following Justin’s plan. I noticed greater fatigue in my muscles and deeper breathing. I was tired, man. An interesting thing, though, is that I look forward to the workout each day. Tonight I’m weight training, and hope to push the stairs to over 10 reps. Those are the hardest for me, and I’ve only been able to do 6 so far. The wall sit will be getting more difficult, too, considering I add 5 seconds to my time each day.
Tomorrow is my day off from official exercise, but maybe we can take the kids on an evening walk instead. Wear ‘em out before bed. That would help Jake calm his mind and get ready for another long week at school.
