Today.
Goals.
I need 'em.
I completed my first ever sporting competition, that 5k. Been walking a lot, and running some, and I think I'm precariously near the addiction point, but still waffling on the whole getting-out-of-bed thing. It's hard when you're not sleeping well. I like the idea of being a runner, the actual running not so much. It takes me at least a mile to feel like being out there walking or running anyway. I used to be a trail runner, back in my early high school career, before the cigarettes and when I was still thought of myself as a kid, not a neurotic teen. (n.b. in my heart of hearts, I *still* feel like a kid - particularly when my boss is yelling). A bit directionless now, adrift in the afterglow of my medal-winning run. So, I'm going to nail myself down some goals for the next few months.
ahem.
1. Next 5k in October - the On Cosby Moonshine Run. I will take 2 minutes off my last time, which I officially record as 30:44. Eep, that sounds ambitious! Eep, I'm all linky-linky today. I will incorporate this into a mini-vacation at the cabin. Hot tub! Steaks! Wine! Yaaaaaaaaaaahoooooooooooooooo!
2. In that active vein, I want to do the Santa Hustle as well. My goal here? To have a great time. I'm hoping for eggnog instead of water. I'd bet it'd be easier to drink. I'd like my time to be at least in between the previous two; that is, better than the first (to show improved fitness) but slower than the second (so I can enjoy the run).
3. To get back in the morning pages habit. I bought a bunch of comp books at Staples for 10 cents a piece - now I just need to start writing in them. Hard to figure out WHEN to do them. I like to get my exercise over with first, and then it's morning chaos as we get ready for work and school.
Goals.
I got 'em.
Goals.
I need 'em.
I completed my first ever sporting competition, that 5k. Been walking a lot, and running some, and I think I'm precariously near the addiction point, but still waffling on the whole getting-out-of-bed thing. It's hard when you're not sleeping well. I like the idea of being a runner, the actual running not so much. It takes me at least a mile to feel like being out there walking or running anyway. I used to be a trail runner, back in my early high school career, before the cigarettes and when I was still thought of myself as a kid, not a neurotic teen. (n.b. in my heart of hearts, I *still* feel like a kid - particularly when my boss is yelling). A bit directionless now, adrift in the afterglow of my medal-winning run. So, I'm going to nail myself down some goals for the next few months.
ahem.
1. Next 5k in October - the On Cosby Moonshine Run. I will take 2 minutes off my last time, which I officially record as 30:44. Eep, that sounds ambitious! Eep, I'm all linky-linky today. I will incorporate this into a mini-vacation at the cabin. Hot tub! Steaks! Wine! Yaaaaaaaaaaahoooooooooooooooo!
2. In that active vein, I want to do the Santa Hustle as well. My goal here? To have a great time. I'm hoping for eggnog instead of water. I'd bet it'd be easier to drink. I'd like my time to be at least in between the previous two; that is, better than the first (to show improved fitness) but slower than the second (so I can enjoy the run).
3. To get back in the morning pages habit. I bought a bunch of comp books at Staples for 10 cents a piece - now I just need to start writing in them. Hard to figure out WHEN to do them. I like to get my exercise over with first, and then it's morning chaos as we get ready for work and school.
Goals.
I got 'em.
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