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PHEW - She's a Brick....hoooouse....no, wait.

Ok.  So tonight I planned on running.  Came home, sat down for  little while.  Forced myself to get up and put on my running clothes.  Went out the front door...was NOT feeling it.  Came back inside disppointed.  Sat down.  Got up, changed shoes, pulled out the spinner (stationary bike) and put a scary movie on.  Biked for 1 hour 3 minutes.  about 1 hour 2 min. in I decided I was going to put in a mile run afterwards - in triathalon training it's called a "brick".  It's meant to simulate the transition from one event to another.  From swim to bike or from bike to run.  Doing a brick teaches you just how it feels - in this case my legs were JELLO from the biking.  But I ran.  One mile.  in 12 min. 42 seconds - not too shabby!! 

But better than that - I broke my streak of "nothing".  And I had a good dinner, one piece of flatbread pizza and a large tomato salad (no pictures, sorry).  About 200 calories total.  And now I'm snacking on shrimp for a good protein for desert!

And don't watch the movie "The Collector" while trying to bike.  I had my hands in front of my face more than on the handlebars!!  EEEKKK - gorry similar to Saw movies...

Ok - time to shower and hit the couch for the evening - thanks everyone for your support - vocal, silent, or otherwise.  It really does help.  If I can't run for me - then I'll run for YOU!!  *hugs*

TTFN,
LauraLynne

Comments

Wow! Sounds like you had a fantastic day!!! I'm so proud of you. :)

Btw, your bracelet is almost ready... just have to decide if I am satisfied with the design, lol.
Meg said…
Good for you for actually DOING something. That's more than I can say for myself the last week or so. You've given me the inspiration to hit the gym tomorrow. Thanks!
RockStarTri said…
Good choices about doing the workout. You could have chosen another path (ie doing nothing) but you did a serious bit of work.

Good job.
Summer said…
Glad your nothing streak is broken. Sounds like you are feeling better about yourself now! :)
Melanie said…
Love a brick workout! It is the first step that is the hardest. I have noticed when I feel my worst, and really don't want to get out and excerise, that if I do it, it is usually one of my best workouts.
Molly said…
Yay for you! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Juli said…
I am really proud of you for sticking to it. You changed it up and that is a great thing. Thanks for sharing. I don't usually put in my blog what I eat, but I think that is because I am ashamed. I better change that. Have a great rest of the week.
Lindsay said…
Good for you:) Have an awesome weekend!!!

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