Tuesday, June 12, 2012

I stood up the treadmill

I am not sure if it was the rain in Tampa yesterday, the exhaustion I felt from a busy weekend or Monday blues but as soon as I saw those rain clouds at 5:30pm yesterday, I knew deep down inside that I wasn't going to complete my Monday night run. I got dressed for a date with my least favorite friend, the treadmill. Somehow,  I got tagged teamed between my DVR, the couch and a bottle of Robert Mondavi Private Reserve Pinot Noir, who convinced me into standing up the treadmill. Then to make things worse, I went one step further and ate Penne ala Vodka for dinner. I guess if I am going to rebel, I am going all the way. 

Today, I feel awful about that decision. It is the first time in months where I actually skipped a workout. I did justify this decision to myself last night:
  1. I knew at 6:00 that all the treadmills would be taken at the gym and I didn't want to do weights while waiting because:
  2. I played golf on Sunday for the first time in almost a year and I am SORE. It's official, I am getting old.
  3. I am way to ADD for the treadmill and I loathe it.
  4. It's Monday, rainy and humid as all get out.
  5. OK OK - I just want to open that bottle of wine, don't judge.
Skipping Monday did screw up our training this week. Since Gabe has night classes on Tuesday, we generally run Monday, Wednesday and Saturday. Well, this week is my Bday week (shhh don't tell anyone) and we are leaving for Daytona on Friday (so we can't do W, F, SU). We will have to run 2 days in a row this week to get us back on track and that is against my training regimen.

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