#OperationEmbraceTheSuck continues to be out in full force. My buns of steel are coming in nicely from my miles of bike riding and my body is preparing itself for a beach vacation. It’s not about working out harder, just working out smarter. And the thought of prancing around in a bikini in June is full motivation to continue staying active. I am not going for Baywatch slow motion; we all know those high cut one pieces are flattering on NO ONE. I am going for slow motion, power walking in a bathing suit that semi flatters my twig frame.
T-minus 11 days until I have a visit with the Great and All Powerful Wizard of Knees. The long wait is finally coming to a close so I can have some clarity. By the way, who else thinks 2 months is way too long to have to wait to see a Doctor? Anyone? Buehler?
Today was even a good enough day that I was able to go running with my Mom. I have maybe run 1-2 times per week since about mid April. It is sad to see that the same pace is taking much more effort to maintain. I guess that is what is referred to as: “Losing Fitness” and “Getting out of shape” and “Sucking Major Nuggets”. Anyways, Momma and I ran 5 miles together to celebrate Mother’s Day early. It was nice to spend slightly under 45 minutes chit chatting and maneuvering through my childhood neighborhood. I even got the biggest compliment I have in a while:
one of my neighbors yelled out “Hey!! Do you run for Jackson?”
to which I had to respond, “I wish I was still that young!”
So I guess that’s a positive. That I A) (when running) appear to still be in high school. and B) Must look like I somewhat know what I am doing related to said running and C) am built like I am still going through puberty. Joy to my world.