So there has been a mixture running, and lifting, and boot camp. The running has been a lot like run/walking because I’m still having some foot pain. I’m working through the pain because it is improving. I’ll try a longer run this weekend to see how it goes. Who knows, I may be running a marathon before you know it.
I’ve also been doing a lot of weight lifting with my good friend Cindy. So much so that it prompted Michael to sent me an email with an attachment about an Indian runner failing a gender test. Beneath it he noted: “this is what happens to runners who lift too much”. This is why I adore my husband. He knows how to make me smile. But secretly, I think he is afraid that someday I will look like this. I’m sure he has nothing to worry about, but you decide. I have a long way to go. I won’t even comment about my waist looking like a tree trunk, because there have been enough RS pity parties. That’s done. I’m moving on.
You’ll also see a couple pictures of Sparky who trains at the gym right before Cindy and I do our lifting. I had to throw those in because he looks so happy being tortured. You’ll also notice a blonde man pretending to be a personal trainer. Don’t be fooled, that’s really the devil.