Thanks to Marisa for being smart enough to cancel tonight's track work. Instead we got on the dreaded treadmills. This is not negative, this is honest. I hate a treadmill. I would rather be beaten than to get on that dreaded thing. But I did it. It took a few minutes of convincing myself that I would be better for it. Yeah right whatever......
So I went over to the gym, found my treadmill in corner and went at it. Of course the lady beside me kept looking at me when I would start my interval like something was seriously wrong with me. She finally left. Yes I ran the old lady off! Maybe it was the combination of sweat and heavy breathing. I have not clue and guess what, I don't really care. I was glad she left, then I could concentrate instead of worrying about her evil looks!
Workout done, dinner eaten and hey it is only 7:18 p.m. What will I do now... Oh I forgot my core workout. NOT!
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