It does happen from time to time.
Even though I generally dislike Tuesdays, once in a blue moon, one is surely bound to fall through the cracks.
I’ve started sneaking in interval running on Tuesdays. Because a) I want to get faster and b) why not do a workout I hate on a day I also hate? It’s logical.
But the thing I’ve noticed… I don’t mind the interval running.
It goes by fast enough. 8 5-minute circuits.
1 minute walking
3 minutes running (notice I say running- not jogging)
1 minute sprinting
My sprints have been under the 7:20-minute mile range, which is fantastic for me, but I have the urge to find out what it’s like to do them at sub-7. I’m excited to work up to this. Just not too quickly. I don’t want curiosity to kill the cat.
Or, in this case, give it a nasty stress fracture.
The chef in my old office building had extras from a catering event (hence the blur on the tummy), so they forwarded a few my way!
Gingerbread in August is a little strange, but I don’t ever question free food. Especially free food with sugar.
And it went well with my coffee.
The coffee I bring from home, to be specific. Because the coffee at my new place is so strong, it’s one step away from being consumed with a spoon. No thank you.
Kona coffee is so delicious. Strong. But delicious.
So yes, my boss got a few weeks of fun in the sun. And I got excited about the coffee.
It’s the little things in life. I have to keep reminding myself of that…
The cookie and coffee may have attributed to the additional energy I had, once again, when getting home after a long day.
So thank goodness my roommate and I were on the same page.
We get along really well as roommates. We respect each other’s space. We sometimes have “family dinner”. We both have a quirky sense of humor. And we both have an appreciation of the finer things in life. Like what reality shows are acceptable enough to be DVR-worthy. And always have a stash of cheap beer on hand.
However, our workout personalities could not be more different.
I am the self-proclaimed queen of cardio at 5:00 in the morning. She prefers being a weight room warrior at a later time in the day.
However, she’s recently expressed an interest in running.
Her reasoning? “There’s no reason why I can’t.”
So we’ve been running on occasion. Like last night. We have an exact mile measured out. And we did it. Easy peasy.
It’s kind of nice we can do this every once in a while. A new way to get in some roommate bonding. Which is for the best. Teen Mom is almost over. What will we do then???