...12.5 mile treadmill runs before work so epic I have to lay down to take my post-workout selfie...
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| I'm not trying to be sexy. I'm just trying to save energy by not standing. |
Doing a 6 mile easy run after all those 10-12 mile morning runs and being shocked at how short it was because normally I'm all like SIX MILES OMG IT'S GOING TO TAKE FOREVER....
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| ZOMG only six miles?!? |
Having dinosaurs quietly roaring away on my ankles as I run to nowhere in front of the big blue wall...
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| roar. |
Having female cat approve of my roaring socks...
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| Hyooman. You may wear those socks. Now keep the rubs coming. |
Actually tracking my weight religiously and getting on the scale every. single. morning (except when I travel and don't have a scale) even when I don't want to get on because I fear an increase and seeing a nice downward trend...
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| Trend: DOWN |
...and finally, putting on a pair of size six pants this morning and not having muffin tops spill over the top and being able to breathe while sitting all day long.
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| Large dog is unimpressed and is wondering when he'll get that treat he was promised earlier. |
These things are my new normal, if you could call it that. I hope they become a permanent normal (except for those 12 mile pre-work runs), much like these nonlearning learnings I put at the end of each post:
- Another new normal that isn't new is that I'm pretty much exhausted after work and blog super tired all the time. You could probably tell.
- Everyone needs a pair of Roar socks. Literally everyone.
- Female cat's approval of my socks is nice, but ultimately unnecessary as they had already been approved by large dog.
- Large dog barely recognized me in normal clothes and without a visor on.
- But I'm sure you recognize how awesome those red shoes are. Yes, you do.
Tomorrow's workout: Spin. Weights. Cross training goodness.
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