Today was absolutely picture perfect. Mid to high 50s. Beautiful bright sunny day. Yesterday was a different story, hot and humid. I live in a high humidity area. My Hunka Hunka went for a walk yesterday morning and warned me it was pretty hot. I had a full morning of meetings and jumped out at …
Still in quarantine over here, but I'm sticking to my guns. I have made a conscious effort to step away from my computer at work to move! Today was my third day to wog. I was on the darn dreadmill twice this week. Today it was 64 outside. I would have been a fool to …
We are in the woes of the coronavirus quarantine. I will not talk about it because there are enough articles, comments, and posts. I'm working from home due to this 'outbreak' so I'm going to write about how I'm managing. Life has been throwing me bowling balls while I'm trying to balance dishes in both …
Soon it will be 2020. A new year. A new decade. As I get older, time really is speeding by. That can be a good thing..hurry up and get me to retirement. ha. In my past, I have been one to always be super fit. I ran all the time. Age, surgeries, and injuries caught …
I have whined for months about how much my injury way back in the spring affected me. I'm still whining. My weight is up. Trying to find my mojo has just been tough. Work has been super busy. I have been working extremely long days trying to finish end of year projects. I have felt …
I'm lagging behind in documenting my dreadmill adventures. My friend asked when I was writing another, as she enjoys these blogs the most. I have a couple stories and progression to discuss, so here you go... I will NEVER be a fan of the damn dreadmill. I just won't. You just keep going and going. …
Yesterday I felt like a runner again. It has been many years since I have said that, but it felt so good I have to say it again. Yesterday I felt like a runner again. I didn't run fast and I didn't far, but I still ran...on the dang dreadmill to say the least. I'm …
First of all, I'm a quitter. I have to admit. I wrote a previous blog (Dreadmill...Deadmill...Treadmill) about doing an 8-week Insanity class. I had to stop after three. My ankles just could not handle the impact. Over the many years of pounding the pavement running miles, I just had to tap out. I have no …
Have you ever felt like a hamster in a wheel? You just keep churning and churning, but not getting anywhere. Well...that darn dreadmill (because I dread it like the plague)...deadmill (because I feel like I'm dying)...treadmill, whatever the hell you want to call it, I hate it. It's been a few weeks since my first …
