i ran eight miles today. i was hoping for six. i could have run 10 if my knee wasn't hurting. it's so weird ... i remember when i first started running, how it took everything i had to make one mile. even today i think the first mile is always the hardest for me. it's not the cardio that bothers me anymore ... it's the muscles and the mental blocks that pop up. i know my weaknesses are my abs and my inability to run solo. i'm going to start crunches this week, which i'm not thrilled about but think will help my back and core of course. and i'm going to keep running with somebody - anybody - that's available! i'm really thankful and lucky i've found such a big group of girls to run with.
right now i have a sobbing 2.8 year old begging to get out of his room from behind a baby gate. mr. independence has decided he doesn't want to nap on the weekends. he gets so miserable. and makes it miserable for us too. we can't play, can't do things, can't have fun because he gets cranky and so emotional so easy without the nap. drama. i'm caving. i gotta go. we have to do something different so this guy will nap at home. maybe i'll take him to kate's for nap on saturday and sunday! hahaha!
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