I was so beat yesterday.
Ken and I joke that after you go to Vegas you spend the next five days crapping it out, literally. All that bad food, drinking, second hand smoke and late night squirt cheez on Ritz crackers (or is that just me?) means your body needs to do some serious purging of toxins.
Between the Vegas shits, my workload, being a mom and putting in nine hours of workouts last week, I took an afternoon nap, something I haven’t done it about a year or maybe since I was pregnant with Emma (ten years). I was out so hard I drooled all over the bed. Then, I admit I went to bed at 8:30 last night. And, I loved every minute of it.
Do you ever get into your bed and actually moan out of pleasure? No, not that kind of pleasure. This noise escaped my mouth because the sheets were cold and crisp and fresh and I knew for the next eight hours no one would demand anything from me. Thank God my children are not still nursing the teat. I knew it would be dark and quiet and I could just lay there, breathing and drooling. Sometimes I even do that snore/snort thing and wake myself up.
After all that time in bed, you’d think I would have woken up fresh as FDS and ready to go. Nope. Still tired. But, I had a run on the schedule, so I put on my Boston shirt hoping to get some mojo.
Nice crotch shot. Check out Ken spying in the background. WTF is my wife doing? Another timer shot?
From the first step of the run my legs were tired from yesterday’s long bike ride and run. By mile one, I was flying. It was warm. I tied my shirt around my waist and flew around the lake. It was only five miles, but I felt great. Energized. Confident. Ready to face the day.
And the scenery may have been slightly inspiring.
That’s what running can do for you. Morph you from a yawning and unmotivated snorter/drooler into superwoman.
And that, my friends, is how I put a new spin on my day.
Has the running transformation happened to you, too?
PPS: Don’t forget my Toga Tank Giveaway!