January 14, 2006 - Love Hurts (either Nazareth or Cher and probably others...)
Ain't it the truth...
I couldn't workout last Thursday. I can only run in the morning and I had to be in the office by 7:00 a.m. that morning to prepare for a meeting with one of the firm's senior partners. She is totally awesome (but scary) to work for. Cautionary memo to self: Don't elevate her onto a pedestal... remember the disappointment when you ultimately discover the shocking reality (and it always happens) that those you anoint as heroes are merely human, and that often, they disappoint. Well that's an hour of therapy that I can skip...
In all seriousness, Thursday was the first morning workout that I blew off in a long time because of work and, in all the circumstances, I really couldn't see anyway around it.
My workout this morning felt great. I felt strong and happy and I didn't have to fight it... So what did I do afterwards... went out for the afternoon and came home and stuffed myself with pizza. Not happy bout that. Perhaps somewhere along Lakeshore Drive in Chicago ... maybe about mile 20, I'll stop for a slice....
Thanks to Buckeyerunner for teaching me everything I need to know about Html (lol). I have copied her source code for her regular reads and so for now, it is her list not mine. I haven't a clue if there is some kind of blogging etiquette that requires one to ask permission? If there is, I promise that I will in due course.
Waddle free, waddle strong...
I couldn't workout last Thursday. I can only run in the morning and I had to be in the office by 7:00 a.m. that morning to prepare for a meeting with one of the firm's senior partners. She is totally awesome (but scary) to work for. Cautionary memo to self: Don't elevate her onto a pedestal... remember the disappointment when you ultimately discover the shocking reality (and it always happens) that those you anoint as heroes are merely human, and that often, they disappoint. Well that's an hour of therapy that I can skip...
In all seriousness, Thursday was the first morning workout that I blew off in a long time because of work and, in all the circumstances, I really couldn't see anyway around it.
My workout this morning felt great. I felt strong and happy and I didn't have to fight it... So what did I do afterwards... went out for the afternoon and came home and stuffed myself with pizza. Not happy bout that. Perhaps somewhere along Lakeshore Drive in Chicago ... maybe about mile 20, I'll stop for a slice....
Thanks to Buckeyerunner for teaching me everything I need to know about Html (lol). I have copied her source code for her regular reads and so for now, it is her list not mine. I haven't a clue if there is some kind of blogging etiquette that requires one to ask permission? If there is, I promise that I will in due course.
Waddle free, waddle strong...
4 Comments:
Great blog! And don't beat yourself up for that pizza...did a 2 1/2 hour brick this morning and just got done with a hot fudge sundae. :) It happens. hee hee I don't think you have to ask before you add--sure hope not because I just added a few myself! :)
haha! I was just thinking, "who is this person whose blog I've never read, but who has a link to me?" that's funny.
yeah, I second TST... I stuffed myself with chicken wings, cheese fries and beer tonight... consider it carb loading!
In some strange kind of way (as a complete blogging newbie)I feel like I am eavesdropping on people's lives... I hope you won't mind if you keep you on my regular reads list.
Having just read some of your recent posts, I'm killing myself laughing at your stories about the kids in the gym and your jewellry selection nightmare. You'd die laughing if I ever told you some of the things I've done in desperate attempts to impress guys..
You learn though that the good ones are really just interested in exactly who you are. Now, if I knew how to live that... Do you think the title of yesterday's post was accidental?
Anyway, I'm off to the Y for my version of the long run all loaded up with carbs...
My nemesis last night: greasy Chinese food, and a dozen Tollhouse chocolate chip cookies right from the oven.
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