Hope, love and speedskates... A handful of years ago, speedskating helped me loose 70lbs. and gain back the person I had been. In the past three years however, I have managed to slide backwards, and it is with hope, love and speedskates (and of course some running shoes, a bicycle, and a swimming pool) that I embark once again on that journey. This time, I am going to write about the experience. Heck, I give up, I am just going to WRITE
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
what can I say other than I had NOTHING LEFT
I have been waking up the past two days feeling like I could have used another 2 hours of sleep. I have been soooo tired and my asthma has been acting up since Monday. Today however, I knew I was behind the curve before I even got to the oval and by afternoon I was battling myself about going for a ride. Chris even told me to bag it (I should have listened). I went anyway and an hour into the 2 hour ride I was tailing a good handful of miles behind and calling Matt to fetch me. I should have had a clue when that this was a bad idea when I told him I felt like I was on the verge of hurling before I even hit the road. SO tomorrow? I am taking off. (LOUNGING BY THE POOL)
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