Woke up at
8:00, then had 2.5 servings of jelly beans (left over from Easter) for
breakfast. I had intended to have just my
little Greek yogurt with honey, but then somehow through all my best intentions
the S*&t hit the fan. Don't get me
wrong, I'll work my bottom off to make up for it and I do count calories so I know
exactly how much I screwed myself, but I can't help but feeling that if I could
stop the sugar addiction I'd be so much healthier.
Urrrggggg…. Suggestions? Seriously I could live off of this junk. Love it.
Bane of my healthy eating.
So then I
had a sugar coma induced nap from 9:30-10:30, yes I know I was up for less than
2 hours, don't judge, it was a rock star nap.
However, it then meant that my run was pushed back to 11:00 and it was
almost 90 degrees in Charleston. Guess
you get what you deserve, maybe that was sugar karma kicking me in the
butt. In addition to that it was super
sunny.
Hmmm, how do I explain my skin tone to
you. One of my students wanted to know
if I was a vampire like the people in Twilight.
Another once asked if I was goth because, "They always paint
themselves white." Teach 7-11 year
olds, they don't play, kids lay in out like it is. Basically my grandpa was half Norwegian and
all three of his daughters missed it, they ended up dark haired, normal skin
toned girls. I one the other handed
plummet out of the Norwegian tree hitting every pale skinned, pasty colored, easily
sun burnt branch on the way down.
Luckily C did a Komen run and they were giving my favorite sunscreen
out. Love the high SPF, the fact that it
doesn't feel too greasy, or cause me to break out, and it seems to stay on
pretty well. Well C was blessed with the
gorgeous type of skin that turns beautiful deliciously bronzed (I swear I would
hate her if she wasn't so darn nice) so when they gave out bottles to the finishers
she gifted it to me right away. Woohoo
free sunscreen!
So after I
was all sun screened up and on my way out into the heat I actually had a pretty
decent run. It was my first 5 miler
since my injury break and I survived. It
was slow, but my legs weren't killing me as much as last week. Maybe they are remembering that we have done this
before. Fingers crossed (and toes). Ran down the greenway which is a pretty
decent little trail. It is about 9 miles
long and runs parallel to one of the main roads, but about a fourth mile back
so you can't hear all the traffic.
Jogged down
to the end and then just a short bit back to Normandy Farms. Had never been there before, but bribed
myself with trying new food. Hey, it
works for me. Plus in the grand scheme
of things I ran 5 miles and then walked 4.75 just to get my lunch. I think I earned it. I am sure I consumed about as many calories
as I burnt, but I love food and refuse to give it up, so I compromise- Instead
of driving there I hoofed it almost 10 miles round trip.
My sandwich
was nothing special - tomato, mozzarella, basil, but it was on this delicious crusty
bread that most places just don't do quite right. It was amazing there.
Also, saw the fruit staring at me in the
case. Yes, food looks at me, sometimes
it calls to me too, better you just accept that now. Wanted
to see what the little green flecks on it were so I tried it. Tasted like little bits of mint, differently
delicious.
Overall it was a great
workout/lunch.
That looks like an amazing lunch. Good job on the ten miles! -CJ
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