Yesterday was a day for healing. I had nightmares about the lunges – oh my – I could barely feel my legs. I lay in bed for an extra 10 minutes because I was scared to experience the pain of standing up! No joke! I finally did and we were out and about all day, so it technically wasn’t a day for slacking. We focused more on our portion control, since there was no formal workout.
This morning is another story. I could have easily stayed in bed, but I knew that my girls still need me – it isn’t over. I am still sore, but at least I can feel my legs again. Last night, I decided that we wouldn’t do the weight routine today – straight cardio. My goal was to do 4 fifteen minute miles. We started off on our first mile and about half way, I noticed that Kiki had on a sweater dress! I thought she put on a sweatshirt when we got out of the car this morning, but no…a freaking sweater dress!? She was running and the arms were too long, so she is flapping the extra material in the air. (Did I mention that this is the one I gave the girls since I didn’t fit into it and it is way too big for Kiki!) After about 3 minutes of watching her, I yelled at her to take it off! This is ridiculous! We are here to workout, not play with our clothes. She pulls it off and ties it around her waist and then we turn the corner – her shoe flies off! WTH? She had the wrong shoes on, mismatched socks and a sweater dress! I told her to tie her shoes the right way, so we could get on with our workout – what do you know – her laces are broke, so she can’t tighten them. I was so frustrated that she was not running properly because of the fear that she was going to lose the shoe again. After all of this, mile one ended at 19 minutes. We continue on to mile 2 and she starts to cry half way. She can’t breathe! I listen for wheezing and I don’t hear any. By this point I’m so mad about the sweater dress tied around her waist, her one shoe that is free and open because the laces are broke (so she isn’t running right) that I start yelling at her that she can’t breathe not because of asthma, but because she is out of shape! She cries the rest of mile two and as we reach the end and begin mile three, I make her put up that stupid sweater dress and take off her shoes. She cried the whole way around mile 3 – running properly. BUT, she did it! She needed to be pushed and yelled at because she would have quit otherwise. On the other end, I needed to be pushing and yelling at her to finish, because it was making me work harder. Kitty mumbled something at the 2-1/2 mile mark and when I asked her what it was, she just smiled and said “nothing”. She is smart – she has learned not to let me hear her complain.
We completed 3 miles instead of 4 this morning because of Kiki’s wardrobe fiasco. Tomorrow, I will make sure that Kiki is appropriately dressed and shoed for 4 miles! This week is going to be a cardio week. We need to keep our fat burning levels up for longer periods of time to meet the conditioning needs of future workouts.
I am very proud of my girls – they were AWESOME this morning - frustrating, hard-headed and confusing, but none-the-less AWESOME!
Breakfast was a wheat biscuit and cheese. (Not really hungry, but needed something!)
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