Dear Diary,
Today Sweet Baboo asked me if I wanted to go for a run on the Bosque trails here in RR, and I had to say I was really, really, tempted--but no. Not yet. I'm still paranoid about my leg. I rode 22 miles today, and then got a massage, and tonight I'm going to rest the leg and watch "The Office" on DVD.
Tomorrow--that is the day. I figure, 3-5 miles to see how I feel. Short and flat. Sunday, I'm planning a longer ride up Tramway with TigerLily, and then, depending on how I feel, a 2-3 mile brick run. Then I'm planning a swim and run on Monday. I need to get back to my one+-hour-a-day of cardio, because I'm paranoid about getting out of shape. I hate not running. I sit around and imagine the fat cells plumping up, one-by-one. By one. And they're mocking me.
Think I'll have some more pumpkin-spice kisses now. 'Cause that's the way I roll. Just because I'm worried about being fat doesn't mean I'll alter my diet or anything. Jeesh.
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Dear (former) teacher...it's MASSAGE :-)
ReplyDeleteAh. I always thought that looked wrong. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteBTW, I hope the leg feels better. I love my massage therapist (oh yeah, she's my wife) and she always gets me through the "achy" times in training.
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