The week started out well. I didn't run Monday, but I hit the gym and did some cardio. Tuesday, I ran 5 miles, no big deal, but big enough for me to feel like I pushed myself a little. Wednesday since it was a half day, I had nothing to do until 4 so I though it would be a good idea to go to the gym. I used the treadmill (something I don't like to do) and followed the advice I found from runners on the internet on how to change the incline and speed to stimulate running outside. But I found that I get tired a lot quicker. I only managed to do 2.6 miles and then I walked to make it an even 3. I got off, took a break and then did cardio on the elliptical. Afterwards, I went and did some strength training exercises with weights.
The week started out promising, but Thanksgiving came along on Thursday. I already knew I wasn't going to be productive that day. I just ate on Thursday. An insane amount of food, if I do say so myself. Friday, I was also unproductive, but I didn't have a good excuse. Saturday came and I was running around all day. Running a million and one errands for my mom in preparation for my sister's birthday on Saturday and then work. Sunday was my sister's birthday so more unhealthy food. After a huge serving of homemade pie I decided to go for a run. Bad Idea. I didn't get far. I felt heavy and was worried of the possible repercussions if I pushed myself further.
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