From dancer's pose to no more running woes!

(gun show Thursday (LOOK AT MY FUCKING CAT BEING A CREEP), packing too much stuff on a city bus, I ran out of peanut butter (sad) BUT it lasted more than three days this time (:D)… probably because it wasn’t crunchy)

August 23rd.

I spent half an hour before bed picking out my clothes, workout clothes, packing enough food, and remembering things like my yoga mat for today. I had a super awesome breakfast (avo/prosciutto omelet) before going in the sterile mouse room for… SEVEN HOURS (w/o food and internet). I hate Thursdays. Sooo, I come out and was starving and ate while flashing menacing looks at anyone trying to talk to me. I felt I lost my “steam” for trying out a new yoga class (one at my gym vs. my studio) later but my friend said it’d make me feel better AND I WAS NOT about to waste the time I spent packing that damn gym bag and lugging it to work. It was even one of those commutes where I kept telling myself if I still didn’t want to be there after walking in the door, I’d go home. All was right in my world after BARELY making it in time and stepping onto my mat. *blissful sigh* I felt good enough to run three miles afterward! My legs are shot but I felt so much better about work/life after the new teacher complimented my form and getting that run in. I ate crazily well today too! (YESSS: 95gfat/60gcarbs/170gprotein) Tomorrow WAS going to be a rest day but my favorite trainers are working tomorrow night… so… I could work my upper body…

My studio and gym have been my sanctuaries. I don’t need therapy with these in my life arsenal.