You run one barely
Crawl the other two
3 more miles of treadmill on the screen.
Well, if we were to do 6 miles like we planned, in prepapration for the Turkey Trot 10k. (Warrior Dash has made me ambitious and delusional at once.). Its a nifty combo.
Instead, I messed with tension on Blue Elephant, ate half a loaf of bread, invented excuses, announced I was sleepy,..
And by the time Mr Snork delivered us to the gym at 10:30 pm it was a miracle I didn't stumble off at 2 mile mark, saying unladylike things.
Then I remembered the half a loaf of bread. Dammit.
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