AM- 7.5 run on the treadmill- 6 of the miles were at 7:03 mile pace. It was a little rough. I’m pretty sure I called myself “honey” in my head at least 4 times. You know, like “honey, just keep your butt on the treadmill”, “honey, you can do this”, etc.
You talk to yourself too, right?
I stayed on that darn treadmill partly because of my matching outfit.
Nice blurry picture, but didn’t try to take another one. People were staring.
PM- Taught a Y50X class and a strength training class
Sported a new mia brazilia outfit that I got earlier in the day after my run. I got caught at a weak moment and the amazing designer, Kaneta, and I got to chatting a little too much. All her stuff is so so cute. Too bad I couldn’t take a good picture to really show how cute the outfit was.
I had my Handful adjustable bra under there too. Every single day. I either wear a Handful bra or put the pads in whatever workout tank I happen to be wearing. He he. I’m also trying to accept the fact that teaching classes is pretty much my only job now so I better dress nice for the part. Ha ha.
Nada- rest day. I’m really getting good at those.
I only shared my little interaction on here because I was thinking about it and can’t help but put it all there for the whole blog world to see. That being said, I totally have a pooch (thanks to being pregnant with twins and post pregnancy diastasis). I purposely do a good job of hiding it, especially on this little blog. Someday maybe I’ll reveal it, but until then I’m going to keep wearing my Spanx. I have no plans on changing the way I eat nor do I let those kind of comments from others affect me. It actually humbles me in a way and makes me just that much more thankful for the little miracle babies that I have.
I also think it’s important to show others that you can be fit and a marathoner and still have situations like this and problem areas that other people notice. Whatever. That’s life. No one is perfect. And thank goodness, right? We should focus on the things we do like and are blessed with and go with it.
Okay, enough of that.
I just didn’t want to give off the wrong impression and sometimes in blogland words don’t come out the right way.
Hey, I think next time someone asks me if I’m expecting that I should tell them I’m just bloated from too much squash or that it’s gas. Wouldn’t the be awesome? Ha ha.
Seriously, I need a bigger bowl.
I topped them all with a bunch of hot sauces
I even thought about crumbling a little chocolate breakfast biscuit on there, but managed to talk myself out of it and wasn’t sure it would fit in my bowl. He he.
we went on an impromptu family trip to the zoo.
Luckily we had someone who was really concerned with the map because someone else was only concerned with going anywhere and everywhere that was off limits or had a “do not enter” sign.
This was our only workout yesterday. Joaquin got the good ride.
Judah got stuck with mama.
Good thing we had our Mizuno running shoes on.
Oh yeah, still sporting the old race tag. Ha ha.
Our last little adventure was this sky ride.
And it’s always that one last little adventure that leads to finishing off the trip the only way we know how.
Ha ha. Judah dropped his hat off that sky ride. I’m pretty sure we saw a sign that said it was a $500 fine or 6 months in jail if you drop things or spit from the ride. That’s not good. It also wasn’t easy trying to convince him we could go home without his hat. Fingers crossed they find it for us. I wonder what the chances are?
Happy Saturday. I’m off to teach a little boot camp this fine morning.