It’s been a week since my last workout. Between the holiday/long weekend, the end of NaNoWriMo, the fact that my home treadmill is just a little too buff for me, and me falling over with exhaustion for the last 2 days, I haven’t done it.
That ends tonight.
I’m sceduled for a 5 minute run/2.5 minute walk schedule this week, but I’m gonna have to revise that (and my whole training schedule accordingly, of course). I’m back to 2/4 for another week– by the end of that, maybe I’ll be ready for 3/3, though I was really struggling last week with doing 3/3 for 3 of the sets and 2/4 for the other two. Maybe I’ll try something like:
Wednesday (Today): 2/4 X 5
Thursday: 2/4 X5
Friday: Rest or walking 30 minutes
Saturday: Backpacking -or- 2/4 2/4 3/3 3/3 2/4 [prayforrain prayforrain prayforrain]
Sunday: Backpacking -or- 2/4 3/3 3/3 3/3 2/4 [prayforrain prayforrain prayforrain]
Monday: Rest or walking 30 minutes
Tuesday: 2/4 3/3 3/3 3/3 3/3
Wednesday: 3/3 X 5
Thursday: Rest or walk 30 min.
Friday: 3/3 X 5
Saturday: Rest or walk 30 min.
Sunday: 3/3 X 5
Monday: 3/3 X 5
Tuesday: Rest or walk 30 min.
Wednesday: 5/2.5 X 4 [this would be on Dec. 18].
I find that the day after a rest day is really hard for me. If I walk for 30 minutes on the rest day, maybe that will keep my legs stretched and prevent me from being so unmotivated the next day when I need to run.
First class postage went up by 3 cents on June 30. I didn’t realize it until just now.
I need to buy stamps.
If you want to feel better about your life, surf the random link on the LiveJournal website.
Now, if you are this person, please realize that there is “no one true way.” Your way is to live like a lazy stoned freeloader. My way is to point at you and laugh (cause I’m sober enough to see you clearly).
its too fucking early, im eating granola in my pajamas. its not that mormon shitty granola my moms gets cause we’re poor, and thinks gods a swell guy, my grandma got it for me cause i said i had no good cereal and she pretty much came through. so anyways, i dont know how im getting high today which is major problem #1 of the day. #2 was when we didn’t have orange juice. see ive been putting a lot of thought into it and i really have no clue, i hope someone will smoke me out, that’s about all i can do. today im gonna look for a new job, i fucking hate working but whatev. i dont know where to work, i hate people so i dont want a job dealing with people, but that’s hard and i need money. i wonder what day it is im too lazy to find out too so whatever. yup.
Here’s a thought: if the #1 problem of your day is that you have no idea how to get high, and your #2 problem of the day is that you didn’t have orange juice and you can’t figure out the rest of that problem, it might be time to look for a rehab facility, not a job. Who the hell is going to hire you anyway, and what would be the point, since you’re only trying to get a job so you can afford more weed? People like you are the reason marijuana will never be legal in this country!!!