Running Rhinos.

Lets see. Where to begin.

Well, Jennifer, Becky and I started the couch to 5k program and it certainly is a lot more challenging than I expected. It would be a lot easier if I half assed it. But I feel like if/when we do an actual 5k, that would be the time it showed haha. I just needed a definite cardio program. Like left to my own devices I'm never gonna be like hey. Let me run/bike/elliptical it up for 30 minutes. I'm far too lazy for that mess. However, with the C25k app, there is no room for arguing. When Susan, that's what I named the girl on the app that says tells you what to so, says "begin running" you can't be like bitch it ain't time for that! Like I can when I'm bossing myself. We did day 2 today. This whole week is running for a minute and walking for a minute and a half. It's a 30 minute situation and I was fairly sure the following was going to happen today. #1. I was going to go in cardiac arrest and die. #2. The people in the waiting room below us probably thought a gaggle of rhinosaurus babies had been turned loose upstairs and it was like jumanji in real life and it was about to go down. But anyways. Long story short, C25k is a pretty neat app.

After all the above, Monday, Jennifer and I did a lot of leg stuff including the hack squat machine, lying leg curls, calf raises, seated leg extensions and curls. Then today we did arms/abs. Close grip pull downs, lat pull downs, chest press, these pulls with a rope handle and then we did ball raises/CPRs and then Jennifer suggested we end with a 30 second plank. It wasn't an April fools joke either haha. Over all it has been productive.

I'm also drinking almond milk which, what? I know. It kinda tastes a little like melted ice cream. It's not my everything on cereal, but I actually prefer it to regular milk elsewhere.

I'm beyond ready for the weekend, per my usual. Darin is back tomorrow, but I don't have a session till Thursday and Friday, so I may or may not take a break tomorrow from the gym and resume then. I don't know what evil, er, good times await Thursday upon my triumphant return to O3. I feel like the lady who manages missions gym probably thinks I'm nuts/really sporadic about choosing my gym times but whateva. Anyways. I've been wide open all day, so I think it's time to go to bed/lay down/spare my mom the trauma/blessing of my quick wit.

With that. I say adios bitchachos!