I ran the farthest I ever have ran yesterday....3 miles! haha... It may have been like 3.1 because I accidentally yanked out the emergency stop bottom but I was def. at the 3 miles marker, in 31 minutes! Mind you, I just started running like a month ago, so yeah, I am no speed demon yet.
I am curious to know, what thoughts run through your heads at those moments when you are running and you actually feel like you are ready to stop? I try to clear my head, but I feel like my thoughts chatter too much....then sometimes, this magical goodness happens....
Cue Boston's, Long Time.....
(at 2:32 seconds it gets good)
It came on mid run and I cranked that shizz up and ran...and ran... and ran... and my groin muscle did not hurt once. I was done and told my sister and almost literally cried. I went from being scared to running a mile to running 3 in a not to shabby time. Whoohoo... not gonna lie, I was so beat/red in the face when it was over.
After the run, I worked out my shoulders, legs and a little abs then did 30 mins on the elliptical to stretch my muscles...
It's one small step for me, and one huge hurdle I have jumped over. Everything has been crazy lately and it felt good to have something like this to be happy about.
Last night, after the gym, I was the DD for my friends and boy was it an interesting evening to say the least, but I won't go into the scandalous details. All I know is I have ridiculous friends and whiskey is the devil.
Today I made homemade cupcakes for my friend Daryl's dinner-gathering/party/delicious food fest. I used Ina Garten's Flower Cupcakes Recipe and at one point forgot to add the cream cheese to the frosting AND forgot to turn the oven on for the second batch. I was laughing at myself throughout it all. They turned out delish though.
I also realized a lot of my friends are having all these tumultuous changes, like one is pregnant the other is graduating, one has boyfriend issues, one lost her job. I feel like I am itching for something earth shaking to occur so I get jostled out of my comfort zone. NOT meaning getting pregnant, or loosing a job, & I already graduated.......
More like...... it's been like 5 years since my last serious boyfriend, and I kind of want my dream man to walk into my life right about now.... These flaky guys I have been dealing with lately are not cutting it an I am loosing hope, fast. So get here. Thanks. (cue Boston again)....
"Well Im takin my time, Im just movin along........."
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