Holy shit. I ran today. After work! My mom has a treadmill in her humble abode, and graciously let me have use of it, since we’re getting a shit ton of rain from Hurricane Isaac. (We’re getting residual rain and such from the edges of the storm- I’m in upstate SC, about three hours away from the coast, so we’re just getting heavy rain and such. It’s flooding in some places. Nothing major- so far.)
But of course nothing can go right, because it’s been so long since I last did any of my Couch to 5K training (about four weeks), I have become weak and mushy and soft, and couldn’t even run ON THE TREADMILL for the whole thirty minutes. I made it like fifteen. Seriously. I felt like a complete failure. I had no idea why I was so tired and wore out. My lungs even burned, and I was just spent. The only difference has been the entire time I’ve been running, I’ve been running outside. But I thought the treadmill would’ve been easier, since you kind of have the belt running for you. You use more effort running outside, since you basically propel yourself. I don’t know. I guess I just have to work harder, so I’m gonna try to get out tomorrow morning and see what I can do.
Sidenote- while we’re talking running, I have a hair accessory bitch. These things:
suck ass. I mean, they’re awesome in a way since they keep little hair pieces from getting all in my eyes, but I have to bobby pin the shit out of them to keep them in place. I’ve never come across ANYONE who can honestly say that they can just put one on, and it stays. And they even have the little no-slip grips on the other side of them! I just don’t get it. I think it’s maybe because I have a weirdly shaped head.
Also, another side note: Canned macaroni really sucks. I mean, really tastes bad. Don’t ever buy it. Trust me, I like a lot of gross stuff, but even I couldn’t find a taste for it. It just had this weird canned taste that you can’t cover up with any amount of salt and pepper. Ugh.
Also also: fun fact: My favorite brand of vodka (my favorite liquor EVER) is Absolut. So much so that I always have at least two bottles on hand, and here’s my laptop background:
Have a good night.