yeesh. i'm all moody. i think it's hormonal, but eh ...
seriously, i've almost cried at 12 completely innocuous things that Lorentz has said to me this week.
in other news, i'm on "vacation". yes, you may picture sleeping in, eating a lot, or traveling.
i guess you could call what i am doing traveling. i'm covering ground and going the distance. yes, dears, this is a running vacation:
mon - 5 mi, 30 min treadmill (and a thorough and vigorous refrigerator cleaning)
tue - 1.2 mi X 2, 30 min treadmill, 2.2 mi, 30 min walk outside
wed - so far only a very slow and painful 1.2 mi.
i took that damn Xenadrine on Monday and the newer formula on Tuesday. can you say "chest pain"? i think i'm dying. i haven't taken any today, but i probably will in a bit. i need the extra pep in my step.
in other news, i feel all vulnerable, sensitive, defensive, and want to be alone a lot. maybe this is just what happens when you torture yourself physically. i really wish i didn't have to do this. i really wish someone else would understand how it feels. grrr.
"am i running because my heart hurts or does my heart hurt because i am running?" (pssst, it's the Xenadrine, dummy)
i don't have time to think about it. the 1 mile loop kicked my ass on Monday and i have to try to conquer it TODAY.
(4 x .3) + (4 x .5) + (4 x 1) = 7.2 miles.
oh. forgot to add in the wicked muscle soreness. not that anyone cares about this crap except me.
seriously, i've almost cried at 12 completely innocuous things that Lorentz has said to me this week.
in other news, i'm on "vacation". yes, you may picture sleeping in, eating a lot, or traveling.
i guess you could call what i am doing traveling. i'm covering ground and going the distance. yes, dears, this is a running vacation:
mon - 5 mi, 30 min treadmill (and a thorough and vigorous refrigerator cleaning)
tue - 1.2 mi X 2, 30 min treadmill, 2.2 mi, 30 min walk outside
wed - so far only a very slow and painful 1.2 mi.
i took that damn Xenadrine on Monday and the newer formula on Tuesday. can you say "chest pain"? i think i'm dying. i haven't taken any today, but i probably will in a bit. i need the extra pep in my step.
in other news, i feel all vulnerable, sensitive, defensive, and want to be alone a lot. maybe this is just what happens when you torture yourself physically. i really wish i didn't have to do this. i really wish someone else would understand how it feels. grrr.
"am i running because my heart hurts or does my heart hurt because i am running?" (pssst, it's the Xenadrine, dummy)
i don't have time to think about it. the 1 mile loop kicked my ass on Monday and i have to try to conquer it TODAY.
(4 x .3) + (4 x .5) + (4 x 1) = 7.2 miles.
oh. forgot to add in the wicked muscle soreness. not that anyone cares about this crap except me.
shesinparties:
is this Lorentz cat being mean to you, what the fuck. and i do care about what you have to say 
