Probably because of poor eating choices I've made the past few
To keep the crankiness out of this post, I'll keep the words short and sweet. I was able to log almost 6 hours of exercise this past week - half of which was spent in Jay's Pawpaw's basement on a treadmill.
For my long run, Jay had initially said he was going to go with me. He hasn't ran in over a month and thought somehow he could tackle 17 miles. Oh to have that sort of self confidence!
As you can see, it took a little effort to get him up and going.
And after only 2 miles, he decided that he'd had enough. I told him to get rested up and then check on me in 30-45 minutes. By then I thought he would have recovered enough to save me from the dreadmill boredom and we could get a few more miles in outside.
Instead, when he came to check on me, he said he was just then recovered from those two miles. He offered to bring me water. I had already gotten the "low battery" warning on my IPod, and I feared what might happen if I did have music to entertain me.
I knew due to lack of Internet service, Jay wasn't using his computer. So I asked him to set it up for me and see if Pawpaw had any DVDs at his house - other than Silent Night (a war movie set near where he was captured as a POW during WW2).
The only other option was a movie belonging to Jay's mother "Thomas Kincade's A Christmas Cottage" based on Kincade's early years - a story about how he found his inspiration. Because of the noise of the HVAC unit as well as the treadmill, I couldn't hear the dialog. Jay put the captions on for me and I was on my way.
My non-scale victory of the week? A 17 mile run (15 of which was on the treadmill). Only 9.2 more to go!