confessions

okay, so I didn't go to yoga last night. if you really want to know, I was sitting at home shoving my face full of food. that's the problem with not going to the store for over a week. when you've finally made dinner after starving all day, you really can't help but eat everything in sight. and just so you know, we still haven't gone to the store yet. we're holding out until at least next week. I mean, with family parties and such we've at least got dinners covered through the weekend.

but I did go running after work again. today I wasn't as hungry. more thirsty. {how could I not be adequately hydrated after drinking fifty nalgenes at work?!} but I felt a lot stronger. my quads (well, right above my knees, is that something more specific than my quads?) still took a beating. I made sure to target that muscle group when I iced. maybe that dirt/grass trail just isn't that soft. and speaking of that path, those dead, fallen leaves were out to get me. or at least catch a ride home in my shoe. I needed some serious gaiters to avoid all the stowaways.

one of my favorite things about running the dirt paths at the park is racing the runners on the inner sidewalk. it makes me feel cool when I can run up ahead of them on the outside because I have so much more distance to cover. it doesn't really make a difference if they're old and slow. I still feel hardcore anyway. {just so you know, they're usually old and slow.}

3 miles; liberty park perimeter dirt path