The Buttercup that just sucked

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Since I wasn’t particularly feeling the whole bounce-out-at-4:30-ay-em thing this morning I chose this one to motivate me.

It’s a little hard to wimp out on a run when you have that emblazoned across your forehead.

We set out and while it was cool temperature-wise, the humidity made it feel like running through a swimming pool. We were running a three mile course of my choosing so I had absolutely nobody to blame but me if I didn’t like it for any reason.
Part of the . . . Correction, the sole reason I “wasn’t feelin’ it” had nothing to do with heat, humidity, or anything other than the yummy, delicious bowl of Seafood Bisque I had for dinner last night.
No, that isn’t exactly on The Caveman Diet we are (“struggling” by which I mean “abjectly failing” the past couple weeks to be) following. The seafood part is, but notsomuch the bisque part.
And, of course, because I’ve been expanding the number of ‘cheat meals’ I’m allowed to far more than three a week (which at this point should be closer to one per week) my ‘system’ is ‘out of whack’. Which is the ladylike way to say I am experiencing bouts of intestinal disfortitude that go from one extreme to the other. And there’s one of those extremes – the ‘other’ to be precise – that Vegetarians really shouldn’t ever experience. IfyouknowwhatImean *wink wink nudge nudge*

Anyway, back to our run.
The first mile went well because it was largely downhill. Wanna see?

Then somewhere between Mile One and pretty much the rest of the ‘run’ (and I use that term VERY loosely) the Bisque made its heavy, creamy presence known. And when that wasn’t having an impact the shallow breathing I was doing to quell the nearly overwhelming urge to shall we say ‘revisit’ the bisque kicked in in the form of side stitches. Then those fabulous collarbone-area-stitches. So most of the run was a fast walk.

The Stats:
Distance: 3.00 miles
Time: 38m:00s
Avg. Speed: 12:40 min/mi
Max Speed: 7.02 min/mi
Calories: 448 (they were probably generous on that one)
There’s always Saturday’s 4 to 4.5 to make up for it.

I’m sticking with fruit, veggies, and minimal fish and eggs to ‘clean things out’ for the next few days. I think I’ll thank me for that decision . . .

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3 thoughts on “The Buttercup that just sucked

  1. I never feel the jump-out-of-bed at 4:30 AM vibe, NEVER! And I envy people who do. It would be nice to get going with a run early and feel motivated to be a virtuous person for the rest of the day. I run in the morning maybe twice a year, when the summer is at it hottest, just to prove I can. Good for you, though–fight that bisque!

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