Thursday, May 17, 2012
Had a great upper body workout this a.m., at the gym, although my strength is shot. I'm so much weaker than I used to be...but dad-gummit, I'm doing it.
During my grande finale on the elliptical, I said to myself, "Self, why are you spinning on this machine when it's sunny and you LIVE AT THE BLOOMIN' BEACH?!"
I talk to myself alot.
So, I decided that from this point forward (or at least til winter comes and my you-know-what can't take the cold), cardio will be at the beach. It only makes sense.
I'm giving the 5K Walk/Jog training plan a try. Not like I have the desire to run a 5K or anything. But training like that on the sand? Yah, Mahn! It is already very apparent how much harder walking on the beach is from walking on asphalt. (Holy Moly...can you say "burning calves??).
When I'm on the beach, there's a magic that happens. God is so very present, in every wave that comes in, in every crab that skid-addles across the sand, and in every grain of said sand that finds its way into my runners.
Think I'll meet God today on this walk/run/jog thingy.
Come on, God...let's go for a run. :)