The heavy grey clouds and rain made Saturday a perfect rest day. (A rest from working out, but not a rest from anything else – like usual, I needed to get caught up on housework & laundry.)
Sunday was a different story. I told the girls that no matter what – raining or not- we were getting up and working out. And we did; in the rain! At first, it was sprinkling which felt really good, but then it started to mist pretty heavy. We were soaking wet when we finished those 3 miles and it felt really good to know that, as easy as it was to excuse ourselves from not running because of the rain, we made the right decision and ran anyway! Don’t get me wrong! There were definitely a few moments in our 3rd mile that I had to keep reminding the girls that we didn’t have it as bad as our military that train, work, and protect in more severe weather conditions! I might have also thrown in that they do it dressed in full combat attire with heavy boots – AND if they (the girls) didn’t stop griping, I was going to go buy them some of those items to wear! They got over their attitudes pretty quickly. That night we had a great time popping fireworks out at Windwalkers gun club. They had a big party with food, drinks and shooting (not in that order, of course!). After everything was said and done, the clouds lifted and made way for the most beautiful star filled night that I have seen in a long time!
Yesterday morning I had to get some work done for the school, so the girls and I worked out afterwards. I delivered the laptop (work completed) to the school and I drove back to Abel. The sky was covered in clouds and the wind was softly blowing – I loved it! Yes, it was humid, but for some reason, I like to work out now when it is humid – I sweat more and it makes me think I am really bad azz! (Aside from working out, I do not like to do ANYTHING else in the humidity! Nothing is worse than getting dressed up and going out in public with a sweat-mustache!) We finished mile 1 and the girls were struggling. Neither of them was hurt, bleeding, or injured, but they wanted to act like they were all three! At the half way point in mile 2 I had had enough! What was their problem? What about today is different from yesterday? Kiki started to cry and Kitty just acted like I wasn’t talking to her. No answer! Fine! Run, Run, Run – the rest of the way! We end mile 2 and both of them are mad at me – I don’t care, because I am mad too! Get to the bleachers! We do 1 set of pushups then 1 set of step-ups and repeat. We are about to begin mile 3 and Kitty, says “I have to go to the bathroom.” WTH? You already went! FINE! Get in the car! I was so disappointed! I know they’re tired – I’m tired, but I figured after taking Saturday off – they would have wanted to push themselves a little more. They knew I was mad because when we got home, they actually cleaned their room without me asking!
Oh well! It was a great 4th of July weekend overall!
Although we slacked a little on working out, we did better on eating!
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