I don't think you're supposed to do that....

Today I ate Milk Duds while I ran.  I don't think you're supposed to do that.

It was the first time I have worked out in a l-o-n-g time and I abhor running.  Apart from my sister I don't think you would find someone who hates running more than me.  I am convinced if someone was chasing me I would not run...I would try to talk them out of it.  So I think today I ate chocolate on the warm up run as an attempt to condition my brain with positive reinforcement that working out is good.  It didn't really work....I felt kinda like garbage the rest of the workout.  But that's how I work.  I have a degree in psychology.  That's why I would attempt to talk my chaser out of chasing me.  To prove my point I will tell you a little story....

When I was in high school I was on the track team.  I was a three sport athlete and track was in the spring making it the last sport of the school year.  Which meant I was in the best shape by then...with two other sports seasons under my belt I didn't have to get in shape again after summer break.  Our track team was exceptionally small and not especially talented, so while my event was high jump every meet I filled in wherever they needed me so we would not have to forfeit.  This meant I ran everything from the 100m dash to the 2 mile (worse than childbirth) so my daily practices included everything that could prepare me for these races and everything in between.  I say all this so you can see I was in tip top shape...best shape of my life...and I always came in last.  Or close to it.... One race the announcer actually got on the loud speaker and announced to the meet workers not to put the hurdles on the track because there was still one runner running.  I waved proudly to the audience as I strutted on by.  I am not designed to run.  My blood vessels are not shaped to provide enough oxygen to my heart to run.  They all get stuck in my face turning me an alarming shade of red after only 10 meters.  It's not something I have to adjust to and get into cardiovascular shape....it's just not a strength.  Just like some people are artistic and others are not....Some people are runners and some are not.  I am not.

So today I was grabbing at straws to make running more enjoyable.  I actually said something untrue and unkind to my husband while we were running because that's what it does to me....puts me in a dark place.  I hurt his feelings and I am sorry.  Don't worry, he got back at me by including sprints in my workout combo.  Joke was on me. I was not laughing.  I was wheezing...close to passing out.

Here was my workout today:
Warmup:  running, stretching
Strength:  Squats 3 sets of 8 @ 65lbs
Combo:  3 Rounds-
               Box jumps (and by box jumps I mean large tree stump jumps) x10
               Pull ups x5
               Clean and jerk with rock, throw rock over branch x5
               Sprint to tree and back x2