Why do weekends only last two days? They’re the best two days of the week. This weekend was jam-packed. My soccer game wasn’t until 12:30, so I had all morning to go see some of my friends at the YMCA. I did an interval class with my fave instructor and then she stayed to teach Turbo! It’s been forever since I’ve done a Turbo Kick class. It felt so good to get back in the groove. It came back like nothing, and I was still my good, old self again. I really want to get back into teaching, but my work schedule doesn’t allow for much of anything but work. But that’s another post.
Prepare for soreness!
After that, we headed to the soccer game, which was H. O. T. I mean, I was sweating just thinking about playing. Miserable. I even took a sub for 2 minutes, and I never take a sub. It was serious business.
Afterwards, we came home and took showers, made dinner and relaxed the rest of the night. Nothing like an active morning to wear you clean out!
Sunday, we took a break (even though my marathon training plan said to run 8 miles). Sean headed in to do some work, and I ran errands, cleaned the bathrooms, did laundry, and even tried to go for an afternoon run.
It was one of the most miserable runs of my life. I was still full from lunch. It was probably over 100 degrees. And all my running crops were dirty, so I had to wear the longer ones that almost reach my ankles. People looked at me like I was crazy. I only got about 4 miles in because it was so humid and hot. Whew. Lesson learned.
Run in the morning even if you don’t want to.
Have a great Monday!