Slacker.
I almost missed spin class on Wednesday due to some work biz-nass. Little hint: don’t call emergnecy meetings for teachers who already work extended days at the worst school in the city.
I made it and we did strength intervals, kind of like the equivalent of a really hilly bicycle ride. Note to self: the instructors stretching sequence sucks. Do more by yourself.
Yesterday, the YMCA schedule failed me. I headed over there for a Step/Tone class at 5:30. I was running a little late (as in I got there at 5:30) and when I walked in the gym there were a bunch of women doing some sort of percussion workout (exercise balls set on top of step risers that they were pounding with “sticks” while standing still) that I just passed by figuring it was the Drums Alive! class. Yoga had already started and we all know how sacrilege it is to walk in late to a yoga class. There was “kid fit” on the other half of the gym. I have no idea where I went wrong because even the white board at the front said there was a step class. If it was the women banging on the exercise balls then I’m glad I just walked by because it looked a little… low-intensity.
I went and ran 3 miles on the treadmill instead. Running has become rare for me because of some crap I did to my knee while training for my half-marathon (that I never ran thanks to mono). I came home and did some abs and arms.
This is how I feel on the treadmill, except maybe add excessive sweat (gross), even though I can actually run pretty far.
As far as eating, yesterday I had my sesame chicken for both lunch and dinner but about and hour and a half after dinner I was hungry again so I made some scrambled eggs. I am not a fan of scrambled eggs but these…. oh these were deeelightful. Probably a bad choice for 8:00 at night but oh well.
So the conclusion is:
