I could never, ever work at a bar. This is what I found when I woke up Sunday morning. And pretty similar to what I saw Saturday morning.
|Sorry for the blurriness....hadn't had my coffee yet.|
Good news. I'm starting to get on board with the fact that I'm running a marathon in five days. A six minute video of the course on the website and exchanging emails with Emily planning our outfits did the trick. Now it's time for the excessive hydration all week. Luckily for me I get even fewer bathroom breaks than ever now. Yay teaching!
Yesterday I'm proud to say I stayed true to my plan of refusing to leave the house all day. I woke up with this strange feeling of.....motivation. I was confused, but went with it and knocked out a few hours of grad work.
I stayed in for my workout (the temperatures in the 20s and scary winds helped with that). I found a spin workout on YouTube that I did on the trainer. It was only 30 minutes, but it was intense and left me gasping. I did another 30 minutes to Felicity when it was done, then the first four circuits of No More Trouble Zones. I swore I'd do the whole thing this time, but it was already like 3:30 and I hadn't had lunch yet and was too hungry to go on. The first four hit all the important muscles anyway.
I was getting concerned about the lack of dessert in the house and how that would affect my "no leaving" decision. While I was working out I decided to freeze a banana and make a smoothie, because I see on all these blogs that you can make a smoothie and it's just like ice cream.
Of course, when dessert time rolled around, I laughed at my crazed workout self - a smoothie, just like ice cream? What had I been smoking? I commented to Eric that I wished ice cream could be delivered, and he hopped up and told me if I typed his paper he'd go get us brownie sundaes from Burger King. Best deal ever.
I posted the other day that my love of sweets has work off on him. Never has that been more evident than when he came home with two brownie sundaes from Burger King, and two McFlurries (from McDonalds). I somehow managed not to completely disgrace myself and only ate my one brownie sundae.
Anyone out there who would have eaten them both? No shame.....if I hadn't been so full from dinner, I probably would have.