I suck at this whole blogging thing. I'll own it. I mean, my life is actually pretty run of the mill. I do the same things everyday and every once in a while, I change it up and get crazy with a sno-cone or something.
Things around here have been bordering on insanity. Since the beginning of April, I feel like I can't get a grip on life and just make it work. Add to that school is out and the boys are constantly either bored, hungry or fighting and I'm just done.
My brain hurts.
We are on week three of summer break and this week is the first week I missed a workout. I've been going HARD. Running at least 30 minutes and then doing an hour of weight training AFTER my run. I'm tired. I hurt. But I am getting stronger. Monday, I had the worst workout ever. I just wasn't in it and wasn't feeling well to boot. A doctors appointment, a serious round of antibiotics later and two days off and I was back at it yesterday.
And I am tired. Usually, I'd work out my sore muscles in the pool, but I am supposed to limit sun exposure due to my antibiotic. This sucks. Because the one thing that keeps the smalls happy? The pool. The one thing that keeps me sane? The sun.
Two weeks ago, I ran a 5k and PR'd my 5k time(28:17)! I was STOKED! I killed my previous PR and quite simply kicked some ass! It. Was. Awesome.
(Look at that Sexy Beast!)
I suckered(read: forced) my friend to do it. She has been working hard and getting her sexy back. The next step was to drink the juice and do a race. She was skeered, but she DID IT and FINISHED! I was so proud of her! I went back and finished with her, she was tired but she finished! She drank the juice! And now she's in it. FOREVER. She's even going to attempt Rock N Roll San Antonio in November! HOLLA! So proud of you Nia, You got this homes!
Trying to figure out tempo runs and all that jazz to better my time. My ultimate goal is to kick serious PR ass when I do the Rock N Roll San Antonio again(2:30:55). I'd LOVE to come in under 2:15. But again, who knows. Last year it was unbelievably hot and I really should have ran with my own water. Lesson learned.
With all that said, I smell and need to go soak my muscles.
Wait. I put raw egg whites in my post workout smoothie this morning. And it didn't kill me.
Over and Out.
One Sexy Beast