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Day 1
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| Thursday, 17 July 2008 - Written by cbeaver
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| Today I got up pretty much okay. I pressed snooze once. But it was almost for show. I forced myself to go right downstairs and eat something for breakfast (banana) and hurry up and get to running! I turned the TV on because I couldn't sit in silence and eat the banana while my dog was foaming at the mouth for a chance at a bite. Ellen was on, so naturally I had to watch till a comercial before I could tear myself away. After having a minor holy-shit-i-cant find-my-ipod-AGAIN-moment, i got to the treadmill. I started walk and I already knew it didn't feel right. I walked for 3 minutes. Then I bumped it from level 3 to level 5 for some running action. I had to literally push myself to finish the mile. It was almost sad. I wasn't really super physically tired or super out of breath, but something was wrong. I guess you would call it out of shape and lazy. But I finished a 12 minute mile (which is pathetic for me), and I walked for another 3 minutes. Each minute knocking it down a notch f... Read full entry |
