I don't want to cook. I don't want to think about eating healthy. Strangely though, I want to run. I missed running this past week. Traveling over 40 hours in 3 days tends to limit one's ability to run. And then when I came home, Ashton and Brenna came down with some kind of illness. Ian followed a day later. I really want a bag of chips right now. Funyuns. Yeah, Funyuns. All the salty, crunchy goodness a food addict could want. But then I want to run. I need to run. My emotions have been all over the place and there has been no outlet. Right now I need some kind of physical activity to help me deal with them. Once Daniel is home tomorrow, I plan on going to the gym and having at it. Week 1 of my C25K plan is on and I aim to run the full 8 minutes each day. After that I don't mind going a bit slower, but this week I really want to be able to run as much as the paper says I should.
Weight - 184
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