Sleeeeeeep

It's 6:00 am and for the first time in a long time, I feel as though I've been plowed over by a truck. Last night was tough! When I got to the gym and met up with Wade he told me we would be doing legs today, which instantly instilled fear in me...for some weird reason I really like working on arms and upper body on machines vs. the lunges and squats that are associated with legs. But then I thought Duh, Laura, your legs are what's going to have to get you through 13.1 miles so you might as well start enjoying it! So, there I was...lunging, squatting, rolling ginormous tires over and over in the parking lot, and hopping all over the place on what I can only describe as a big squishy ball with a flat bottom.

When we were done (30 minutes flies by fast!) my legs felt like jello but I went and hopped on the treadmill anyway. You see, I had brought with me a little piece of paper with walk/run times on it from a year ago. One year ago exactly, I had been training for my first triathlon and it had taken me about 4 months to work up to the notes on the piece of paper which has been taped on my treadmill at home for the last year (3 mins walk, 7 mins run, 4 mins walk, 7 mins run, etc.). I made it my goal yesterday to do what was on that list...what took me 4 months to work up to before, I wanted to do it after only 6 weeks of training.

41 minutes later, I was done (and boy did I feel like it). I had just completed a leg workout followed by "the list." I was so happy but could only celebrate by making my way home, into a hot bath, and finally into bed!