Back on schedule
Monday - 16 miles - 45 minutes of hills - level 8.
Tuesday - 17 miles - 45 minutes of hills - levels 9 - 15. Who needs a trainer when I kick my own ass.
I also did some arm weights with soccerboy. yay! he showed! You rock, man. I'll see you on Friday. You'll see yourself before then (I have meetings for the next 2 nights - ug!)
One day I will be brave enough to post pictures of myself instead of just my kid. I still hate the way I look. It's like looking at a stranger.
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I really wish that cigarettes didn't stink so much. That's the only reason I don't smoke more. Well that and getting a stroke. I'd be smoking one right now.
I'm tired as hell and can't sleep.
I'm so sore from my workout, so I know tomorrow will be much worse. I can't play hooky anymore even though I'd like to. I think Zoe is really getting sick, which makes me sad.
I'm sorry that I'm such a freak sometimes. I think it is because I'm a nympho? Or just lonely & I like sex? It's a good thing that I'm not such a spaz all the time. Actually I'm not a spaz most of the time. I was a little spastic in NYC, but that's only because I was so sleep deprived and excited about my vacation.
It's a good thing all the people that know me don't read this. If this was all they had to go on, I'd probably get hospitalized. In my real life, I'm totally a soccer mom.
Remember. Resiliance. I'm good at it. Too bad I am such a psycho in between.
Even IRC boy would probably admit that I was once cool.
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Actually I should be slowing down around here too. You should never shit where you eat, folks.
I need to go brush my teeth.
Posted by debutaunt at March 23, 2004 10:39 PM | TrackBack