I wish I were talking about the band and one of their fun-loving lil’ diddies…
Sadly, I’m still all weirded out by the time change. And now I’m also having flashbacks to freshman year of college…
Anyway, it’s that time of the year where the only sunlight I get to see is on the weekends or during lunch. Dark when I leave the house in the morning. Dark when I leave work in the evening.
I should probably start googling alternative sources of Vitamin D. Because this is unacceptable.
And on top of the whole unintentionally becoming a vampire thing, the body is still resisting change to when it’s time to eat and how energetic the workouts have been.
Last night’s trip to the ol’ gym consisted of shuffling feet the entire journey there. A pouty, but quick shuffle- it WAS raining after all.
35 minutes on the elliptical. Those precious minutes WOULD have been spent on the treadmill. However, it seems even the most dedicated of the outside runners have retreated inside for the winter and there was not one treadmill open.
This is going to be an issue, folks. Last night it was fine because I’m still relaxing from a run-heavy weekend. But one of these days I’m not gonna want to play nice.
Time to start dropping elbows.
I’m kidding. Sort of.
Maybe kickboxing classes should be looked into as a way to channel the negative energy. We’ll mull this over during dinner.I’ve been obsessed with sweet potatoes as of late. On her last visit, my mom brought a whole bag of MASSIVE ones from the garden. They needed to be eaten eventually. Plus, they grow in darkness. Which seems to be the theme I’m channeling today.
They were roasted with BBQ rub and chili powder (like cajun fries?) and are a fabulous way to carb load.
For what, you may ask? Well- I’m trying to sneak in that deep tissue massage my man friend got me for finishing the 15k this weekend. And my muscles are going to need that extra endurance. It’s gonna hurt. Hopefully it’ll hurt so good. But that doesn’t take away from the fact that it will hurt.
I guess it’s time to go now and kick this Tuesday in the buttocks.
Wow, more violence. Sounds like I’ll be a mean vampire this winter.
Watch your necks, ya’ll.