It's a New Day!

I do believe it is now time for me to stop falling off the bandwagon. It's starting to get depressing now.

This is now beginning Day 1 for the third time. It is also probably the worst day to start anything. I woke up surprisingly with cramps, yea. :o/ Normally this is the day of nothing; I wake up and pretty much lay on everything twice before I take a shower or an aspirin.  For breakfast, I ate tortilla chips, and destroyed ice cream for lunch...  You can tell that I was just not up for anything today. But somehow before swallowing my fifth aspirin and after taking my afternoon nap, I regained some energy. I wanted to run somewhere...ANYWHERE!! So, I get my things together and prepare myself to bust out of the front door and wander randomly down the neighbor.  Soon as I open up the door, I realized two things:

1. It's raining
2. It's raining a lot
Normally if it's sprinkling or raining a little I can ignore it, but no, this was a "my mailbox is floating down the street" type of rain.  I knew that if I didn't want to run to the car to get my running shoes, there was no way I was going to run period. I already planned to go the gym but I wanted to include a quick run before I went. 
Oh well...

So at the gym, I take a Tabada class (I think that is how it is spelled).  The whole gist of it is 30 seconds of hell and 10 seconds of heaven.  It is one of those classes that are only as intense as you make it.  I could easily goof off the entire time and burn a whopping five calories but it defeats the purpose of driving to the gym! By the time that class was over, I felt a little bit like this...



Wait! I forgot to add something!!

Now THAT'S how I really felt after class was over!! A dinosaur could have been coming to attack me and I still would have been laid out on the concrete.

 

After the class was over I figured it was time to go home and die.  I went home, cooked up some turkey tacos and proceeded to let fatigue set in.  Well, that was until I ended up in the Petsworth parking lot.

My sister, who is starting the Couch to 5k program was out running and I decided to run along with her because that's what sisters do. 



(Do Not Ask why Luther Vandross is playing in the background)

 

We might as well come together and help each other out.  She might be getting tired of me speeding off every time she tries to chase me.  I mean not everyone can lose 80 pounds and live to brag about it. :oD 

Yes Yolanda, I am bragging...