Welcome to Friday, chickadees!
I haven’t even hit the first full week of the year, and I’m ready for a break.
2011’s wearing me out.
Last night I headed to the gym, crossing my fingers that it wouldn’t be full to the brim with fitness newbies.
And it wasn’t, which was equally disturbing.
In any case, I ran myself a 5k (without dying and with increased speed- so up from huffing and puffing to mild shortness of breath) and then did some elliptical-ing.
Which I still hate and think is intensely boring, in case you’re wondering.
Plus, my feet fall asleep.
However, I’m even less fond of injuries than I am of that damned machine, so I endure cross training.
This morning CJ and I revisited the ghosts of our old selves and headed for the Y for a dawn breaking swim.
Also, some kickboard paddling and chatting.
Everyone needs a warm up, right?
Getting back in the pool feels pretty good- except that my old coordination issues are back.
So far I’ve only swam into the wall though, not my lane-mate.
Tonight- Black Swan, which I’ve heard eight million things about, so I figured it was time to get to the bottom of it myself.
Tomorrow I’m braving a 2011 return to kettlebells and the Russian with JD, and then, as a reward, heading to a party in the evening.
Also this weekend- my favorite museum!
Lots to look forward to, even in this frosty tundra. So get out there and enjoy it chicks!
Hopefully it continues in that fashion.