Day two of C25K is in the books. Strangely, I feel like I have been riding a horse all day. Perhaps its the two days of treadmill training and the 45 minutes on the elliptical yesterday that's making me have this bowlegged, stooped, ass hurts kind of appearance today? No pain, no gain. And really, I know 45 minutes is technically too much exercise for our little plan, but damn it all to hell the two other people on the ellipticals on either side of me were trucking right along and I didn't want to appear to be the pudgy little pusscake in the middle, so onward and upward I went. Again, it felt good.
Note to all of you on plan, there is a reason our shaker cups warn against preparing hot food in them. Settle in, it's story time... "A" calls me this morning telling me she had the "epic Medifast failure of all time". (For those of you not on TSFL we use PCMR's utilizing food by Medifast. We have these little shaker jars with blue lids to prepare SOME of our foods. The PCMR's also require that we survive by using massive amounts of little plastic bowls for our meals.) "A" continues, "I was completely out of little clean bowls, so I mixed my oatmeal up in a regular bowl and made it thin so I could drink it on my way to town. I figured after it cooked I could pour it into my shaker jar and away I could go. Of course I was running behind and had to leave the house by 8, as Clay had a Dr's appointment in Carroll at 9. I was dressed and ready to go, i had Clay's coat in one hand and my shaker jar in the other, I figured I would give it one last shake....it exploded all over my clothes, hair, Clay's coat, ceiling and counter tops. Of course, I had no time to clean it up, or change, so I took my sick child to the doctor without a coat, had what looked like cum in my hair and I now have to explode more oatmeal onto my ceiling so I can just paint over it and use it as texturing since there is no WAY that shit will come off after sitting for eight hours." I tell ya, I nearly drove in the ditch I was laughing so hard. She then said, "I know it says right on the jar, DO NOT PREPARE HOT FOODS, but I thought there was an Ashley clause, you know, everyone else, don't do it, but Ashley, you'll be fine." Gotta love that gal.
Me thinks it will be a miracle if I make it through C25K without shin splints, my shins are not liking me much right now...(go ahead, tell me to suck it up:))
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