Yesterday’s workout didn’t go quite as planned, but I was able to get one in at the very least. When I was about to leave to head out for my run, BF mentioned that it was POURING out and that was no joke! I couldn’t believe how hard it rained yesterday! The streets were flooding because of how quickly the rain was coming down and it was about 39 degrees when I left, so I decided…let’s instead do a little treadmill workout at my dirty basement gym.
I am not the biggest fan of this Workout World location. Even though its only $10/month for full gym floor use or $20 a month for full gym floor use/classes/tanning/bring a guest every time you work out I,
1. never use tanning beds
2. never go to the classes, and,
3. never bring a friend with me.
I think BF and I are going to check out the Boston Sports Club at Wellington Circle today as they have newer/nicer facilities, a pool, and have a promotion where you pay $30 for 30 days of gym use.
I ran 3 miles to start, finishing with a speed of 7:47/min/mile. My average pace was about 8:40. It just gets so hot in that basement sweatbox that I decided to take a break and do about 30 minutes of weights before hopping back on the treadmill to run 1 more mile. I am feeling sore today because I’ve started to incorporate more of the body weight machines (assisted dips/chin ups).
Shut Down Fat Talk Campaign
I am one of the worst offenders of fat talking among my friends, peers, coworkers, family, etc., and I know that everyone has had enough of my negative thinking. I could guess as to where this learned behavior came from (modeling) and past experiences (I think I started to hate my body in middle school). I distinctly remember a boy telling me that I had a “bulge” like him, as we had both carried a little fat in my kangaroo pouch. I’ll never forget it and I’ve hated my body in the years since. Managing my weight has always been a struggle, and it takes a lot of energy, me time, sleep, and shorter work weeks for me to feel my happiest. When things get stressful and I find that I’m eating less home-cooked meals and exercising with much less frequency, the fat talk continues to increase. Its such a sick cycle at times.