Saturday was Christopher's birthday, so naturally we went out to breakfast, had some cake and ice cream, went out for a nice dinner, had some drinks and stayed up later than we should. And then Elsie woke up at 3am. Thus, when my alarm went off on Sunday to go run, I felt like I had been hit by a bus. Note to self, don't plan a long(ish) run for the day after a special day (actually I wouldn't have, except I felt it was rude to make Chris get up early on his birthday so I could run!).
Lately I've been running along the main street (because having cars drives by encourages me not to walk, and I feel slightly safer). Thankfully when you run before 6:30am, the street really isn't all that busy, and it is nice and flat and an easy route. I make a point not to wear headphones when I do training runs, because I'm paranoid about not hearing a car. Even still, I zone out and am kind of in my own little world. Sunday I was incredibly out of it, and probably moving like a zombie, when all of the sudden a car honks at me. Scared the crap out of me seeing as it was maybe, MAYBE 6:40am? I turned to look and it was a red mustang with some immature males who then proceeded to whistle at me. Oy. What is it that makes men feel the need to do this? I wasn't the least bit impressed. Not to mention it wasn't even 7am. Much, much too early for that. Whatever.
My random thought while running... how do you wear your hair when you exercise/go for a run? I've got a LOT of hair, so I can't just put it in a pony tail, because then it touches me. And I absolutely can't handle it if my hair touches me while I'm sweaty. I used to put it in a bun, but sometimes I'm too lazy for that. So I'll just pull my pony part way through (kind of a messy bun thing I guess?), except I can't pull it too far or it flops around and drives me nuts, so instead I end up with a little loop and a huge chunk of hair hanging down. Really, really cool obviously. Maybe I'm the only one who has all those 'issues', but I was curious what other girls with lots of hair did.
As for my goals from the week. HA. Massive MASSIVE fail. No idea if I lost a pound because I don't have my scale with me (I'm at my parents, big surprise), but based on what I ate this weekend I'm going to guess the scale wouldn't be tipping in my favor. I did manage four runs, but they only totaled 14.75 miles instead of 15. I'm going to give myself that one, because Elsie woke up and I needed to get home twice. I didn't try anything new for breakfast (unless you count going out on Saturday, haha), and I didn't do any strength workouts. It is so much easier for me to go out for a run, than it is to convince myself to do any form of strength training.
Maybe this week I'll do better?
-3 days without sweets
-one strength workout
What do you do when you are having a hard time meeting your goals, or committing to your fitness plans?
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