Fitness Friday

Thank dear, sweet baby Jesus, it's finally Friday! 

As you all know, hubs and I are training for a 5K on August 27th (any and all donations for Team Nana are GREATLY appreciated!) He's doing amazingly well with this whole running business. Me? I'm trying. That's all that I can do. I've been doing about 3 days a week of run/walk intervals, and let me tell you something, it hurts. Those little muscles on the insides and outsides of my ankles? Throbbing. My shins? A hot mess of hurt. But I'm still working at it...one foot in front of the other, right? 

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Between the playlist on my iPod and my motivating, slightly angry "self talk", I'm not usually bored when I run. So that's a plus. I'm trying to channel my inner Jillian Michaels, telling myself that I can push harder. Thinking about the 400 pound people from Biggest Loser who go on to run 5Ks. Surely if they can do it, I can do it too. Some days that works. Other days, that voice is squashed by the Black Eyed Peas.

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On my non-running days this week, I took to some cross-training. Tuesday it was 30 Day Shred with Jillian and yesterday it was supposed to be biking, but it ended up being kickboxing. More later on the bike. Let's just say, I need a new one. The one my parents brought me from high school isn't going to cut it anymore. Time for an upgrade.


And speaking of kickboxing, this Tuesday is my first class at the Martial Arts Academy. Myself and a few friends purchased a Groupon consisting of 4 classes and a free pair of boxing gloves. That's right. Gloves. Shit's about to get real. Roundhouse kicks for everyone. 


Today? No workouts. I'm off to PA for a visit with the fam. Tomorrow? Run in the park. Thank goodness it's flat. My only obstacles are rogue geese and duck poop.