Thursday, April 21, 2011

Will somebody please shoot my ass up with some good juice!

I just want to cry.  I can't fucking sit at my desk anymore.  This is killing me and makes me beyond miserable.  I can't move, I'm aching really bad and right now I'm on my knees in front of my desk typing.  How sad is that??????????????

Called for my shot appointment and they have nothing until May 2nd and that would be for a consultation.  Bastards!  I did call my DR and asked him if I could find somebody else that would get me in earlier but no such luck.  I honestly can't wait anymore.

WOD - I decided to do tomorrow's workout today; 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 of burpees, squats and situps for time = 10:20 followed by sprint 1 mile rest 4X's.  I wanted to get the 4 miles done with ASAP so I ran a fast 5K = 25 something, rested and then ran .90 at 7:30 min pace, which by the way is extremely fast for me.  Check that WOD off the list.  Maybe I'm in so much pain because I worked my ass out pretty hard and now I have to sit.  I just need to pop some serious Advil right now.

Food - My pal Grigs left me a nice treat at my desk.  A cool workout shirt along with two Reese's Easter Eggs.  By 11 a.m. I swallowed both of them after I had my protein shake.  I considered it good fuel for my workout.  Then I had my turkey and cheese on 100% whole wheat sandwich thin, carrots and apple.  Time for some tea and my yogurt.  Supper will be leftovers.  Basically clean out the fridge and eat it all.  I love that!

Kids - Drove them to my mother's house this morning because they are on vacation and I needed to place them somewhere.  They were up early and excited to go.  Plus my daughter, Trinity, wrote me this beautiful note that she wants me to keep at my desk, "Mom, your the best Mom and the only Mom I have.  You also give me the love I need and I can thank you for that....XOXO, Love T-bird (that is what I call her)".  How super sweet is that?  She's my rock star!  The other two are still in training :-)

Need to get off my knees and get some work done.  My husband is going to wonder why my pants are dirty on the knees. 

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