Confessions Part 2
Ya, I know… I JUST did a confessions post. BUT I did say there were some things that I forgot about and I’m here today to tell you them!
I wore the same pair of shorts THREE times without washing them. Sure, I wear the same pair two times in a row, but three? I sweat less in the cooler temps and the third run was on our treadmill, so it’s not like anyone could smell my stank! I also wore the same pair of socks twice. Now that’s a little gross, but hey… I did it and these are my confessions, so I have to be honest.
I haven’t been flossing every day. Actually, I went a whole week not doing it. I love love love the Glide floss, but when I get lazy, I’ll use Todd’s water pic. It works really well, but I think regular flossing is better. Leslie… thoughts?!
I’m still struggling with not being able to train. You’d think it would get easier as the time goes on, but it doesn’t. Everyone is training from something or running this fun race or setting their 2015 PR goals. I want to do all of that, too! Picture me with a pouty face. Social media doesn’t help the situation, with everyone posting their race pics and recaps. I try to vicariously live through others, but it doesn’t always work. I want to run Boston again. I want to try for a 3:05-10 marathon again. I want to train again. Shoot, I want to just run a marathon again! I. I. I. I. I. I know I need to stop with all the negative talk and think about the bigger picture, and most times I do, but it’s hard. I really love running and the hard work of a tempo or pace run, not just lackadaisical running. At least I’m able to run though right? Right! Positivity. Saw this little gem on Google Images and thought it was quite fitting…
I’ve eaten too much cake and the above thoughts don’t help. Usually when my mom makes a cake for someone’s birthday, that person has to take the majority of the cake home. Otherwise, her and my dad would have cake at their house much too often. Since the German Chocolate cake was for Todd’s going away dinner, it was our turn to take it home… which is good and bad. (This post is a little late, and the cake is finally gone!)
My family cuts cake slices way too big. All my cake eating wouldn’t be so bad if we didn’t turn a 16 serving cake into an 8-10 serving cake. Just sayin.
I love when tea bags have quotes on them. It’s like the tea is giving you a little extra love. Also quite fitting with my confession above.
I walked out of a yoga class. It was right after a Body Pump class and I don’t know what my problem was, but I just got frustrated and walked out. I felt really bad and called my mom crying on the way home and then cried again to Todd when I got home. I know the whole point it to relax and STOP thinking, but all I could do is think about everything going on.
This post was supposed to be published over a week ago. Ya, blogger fail. I had the majority of the post written and then completely forgot about it with all the fun food stuff going on in my life, haha.
I miss my ice cream/Froyo dates. Now that I’m a 9-5er (not technically my hours) I’m not able to get as much of the goodness. Maybe once a week?! I like my old average of 3 times per week 😉
Give me your confession…