Today’s run felt great. It felt practically epic. Groundbreaking. Momentous. I felt like it was the first run for the rest of my life.
I refuse to skip workouts from here on out.
I thought last week was a bust in terms of working out, but I was oh so wrong. I still managed to burn 2763 calories. My problem? I ate out Wednesday afternoon, Thursday and Friday nights. Kinda defeats the purpose of working out.
Well, like I said, that shit stops now. We ate a magnificent dinner tonight of maple glazed salmon, soy ginger green beans, and jasmine rice. Wicked good dinner.
Since the New Year hit, my workout life has taken a hit. We’re in the 4th week of the month and I’ve managed to get in 1 long run. Granted, the week of January 8-14 I was sick, that still leaves me with two missed long runs.
Well, f#⃣#⃣k that I say. It’s time to get real about getting real. The timeline of my shit working out correlates with my lack of reporting on my workout progress. So I’m going to write the shit out of my thoughts on working out.
Anyone who can see this, I pity you for the blasty blast of unsolicited advice you’re about to get that may/may not be right.
Tangelos rule. It’s an easy-to-peel orange. It’s only 70 calories. It’s delicious.
I’m about to go lift the shit out of these weights. Then I’m going to take down Shredder, Krang, and the Foot Clan.
…you don’t even feel the desire to eat candy or crappy food anymore because you know it’ll make you run like shit.
this is fucking crazy talk.
I’m doing 1012 miles running.
Turtle Bars; only 180 calories per bar! (gluten free)
(click on picture for recipe)
That looks friggin delicious.
