Tuesday - 3 miles. Didn't bring my timer and didn't time my intervals...just ran when I felt like running and walked when I felt like walking.
Wednesday - Woke up feeling like a slug...so I skipped the morning run and squeezed it in at night instead. Ran 5 miles....oh yes I did! Did 10/2 intervals for the entire 5 miles.....oh yes I did! Finished 5 miles in 58:38....with an average pace of 11:44.....oh yes I did! I am running mommy blogger....hear me roar!
Thursday - had every intention of running last night....but..... when I got home around 6 and walked to my room to change clothes I found our little puppy in her crate covered in poop. Yeah. That was pleasant. So I bathed our dog and disinfected her crate instead of running. By the time I had finished all that I had lost my gusto.
The scale shows 143 this morning....which means I'm down 2 pounds from last week. I'm trying to eat better....actually....truth be told...the only reason I'm down 2 pounds is because we ran out of the chocolate candy bar stash....I ate'em all last week. And I'm still smoking. Yeah, I know, I suck. I'm going to try again next Monday. You see, this is the story of my life...I quit for a couple weeks and smoke for a couple weeks and quit for a couple weeks and smoke for a couple weeks. If I had a dime for every time a friend, family member, or neighbor said "I thought you quit".....I'd be.....standing on a huge pile of dimes. I always answer the same way...."I did quit...which time would you be referring to?"