Today is day 3 and I'm already behind schedule because I didn't walk yesterday, using rain and darkness as a convenient excuse. But since day 3 is supposed to be a rest day, if I walk today, I catch up. That was my thought this morning (after I finished my Insanity workout for the day). So I packed a quick bag with essentials for walking on my lunch break.
Today is not a hot day-54 degrees and breezy. Good walking weather. So I started off. Turned right out of the bank and with Lady GaGa blaring, briskly walked right to the projects. What?! Ok, I turned around and went a different way.
Note to self: when walking on the lunch break (before eating lunch, of course) TRY HARD not to get stuck at the light at Wendy's. I had to jog in place for a full minute (to keep my heart rate up) smelling the baconator the whole time before the light changed. It's really a good thing I had no place in my Lycra workout pants for money. The baconator is my weakness and I haven't had one in six weeks.
I learned something else. Working out at home instead of a gym has this one major benefit/drawback. My house has no full length mirrors. Certainly not walls and walls of them. Which is great in that I have no desire to see that much of myself at one time, and also I'm too busy watching the video and working out to be preening in front of a mirror anyway. Consequently, I was surprised to note, as I ran in front of a business with full length reflective windows, that I'm starting to get a really nice butt! It's well ahead of the rest of me in terms of tone and fitness. I'm so very glad that Insanity is paying off, but disappointed that I didn't take my "before" photo of my tush. It's the most improved. Ah, well. I'll take what I can get.
I ended up jogging for awhile after every light I was stuck at, to make up for lost time and distance. I did make it 1.88 miles in 32 minutes. I was pretty proud of that. I might be able to run in this 5K thing after all. A co-worker asked me if I'm going to make the lunchtime walk/run a regular thing. (I mentioned only 54 degrees, right?) No. Not unless my office installs a shower in the ladies room. I think there's space in the handicapped stall-put in a drain and a shower head and viola! Because I ended up drenched in sweat. Drenched. Thank the lucky stars above that I had the foresight to bring fresh undies and deodorant. I'm sorry, co-workers. I thought a cool, breezy day would keep me from getting gross. Guess not. In the future I'll be doing my 30 minutes on my dirt road at home.
But it was a nice change of scenery, and if I had a shower at work, I probably would do this every day.
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