30 days already?? Hot dog. Well, once again Denver is pretending it's Seattle and the weather is terrible. I looked like a goofball walking over to the gym in my running capris, rainbow rain-boots and a big white DePauw sweatshirt with the hood up. What a G.
Today was supposed to be a 20-25 minute run. It was still a struggle to get to 20 minutes so I'm not sure when I should push myself to hit 25. Maybe next week...
20 minutes, 4.5 mph (treadmill = 170, DB = 252, pedometer = 160, MFP = 258)
10 minutes, 3.0/3.5 mph
3 sets of 10 push-ups. Every time I do push-ups, I distinctly remember that scene from "Pete & Pete" (am I dating myself here?) where young Pete watches his elderly neighbor woman water her plants and her arm fat jiggles in slow motion. THAT CANT BE ME!
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