If you haven’t heard, there’s some very excited talk of me going (with about eight of my favorite gal pals) to run next year’s Disney Princess 1/2 Marathon. Tutus, good. Tiaras, good. Friends, good. Running, if we must. So I’ve decided that in order to be better prepared for this one than I was for the New Orleans Rock-n-Roll one, I should start training now. Therefore, I went to the gym yesterday. It was the first time I’d been since I got back from New Orleans, and it was awful. Everything was hard, and I didn’t feel well at all. I was kind of dizzy and feverish, and that is not the kind of thing you should just “push through,” so I walked a few laps around the track just to have done something, and then I went home.
Today, I watched about five episodes of 3rd Rock from the Sun, ate half a bag of Hint of Lime Tostitos and cleaned out my car. That’s basically the same as going to the gym, right?
I’ll get there. I just feel like I’m still recovering, mostly from the traveling. I played catch-up all last week with lesson plans and sleep, and I want a full week of normal before I start my training in earnest. But when that week is over, I’ll be at Intense Cardio Dance on Saturday at 12:30, so please come and join me if you can. It’s awesome.
And until then, watch this drunk baby.