You Mean I Need to Run???

The rooms asked me to go out for lunch this morning (and when I say morning I really mean afternoon because I can sleep until ungodly hours). She instructed me to get dressed, “but nothing fancy… like don’t wear jeans.” And that ladies and gentlemen is how I know we were meant to be friends. Not only does she tolerate my insistence on wearing workout apparel in my daily life. She actually ENCOURAGES it!

My workouts have been pretty amazing lately. I think I have developed a full blown addiction to group fitness. On Monday I actually went to THREE different classes, and I lifted weights. I can see changes in my body, and I feel stronger. The problem is that with my dedication to group fitness, the time I have spent running has majorly decreased. That would be okay, except I have a half marathon to knock out in a month and I would like to not die on the race course.

I’m not going to beat myself up, because ultimately I know that having a stronger core, and legs will enable me to become a better runner. But I do realize that if I want to achieve my running goals I may actually need run (duh), so adjusting my focus is on order.



My Muscles Have No Idea What The F Is Going On

Allow me to introduce this bad boy… the eight inch step platform!

Yeah it looks like no big thing, but trust me this guy is rough. We have recently become acquainted, and he makes me hurt so good.

Lately I have been OBSESSED with group fitness classes. I have been to like three or four in the past week. They (I’m not to sure who “they” are) say that muscle confusion is the key to improvement. My muscles have no idea what the F is going on, and I have lost three and a half pounds.

What I love about the group fitness is that it pushes me to work body parts (oh I have arms???) that I would never have the motivation/ discipline to work on my own.

In other waaaaaaay cooler news…

The roomsie and I registered for a half marathon tonight! We’re pretty excited!

Day one of training starts tomorrow.