I did not promise that today would not be a Wuss-out Wednesday post, did I? I’m too tired to go back and check, but I think I said I would TRY for something better. Indeed, I thought about a better post; I just did not think up a better post, if you see what I mean.
I would have liked to do a Running Commentary post, but running outside just seemed like a bad idea today (I know, some dedicated individuals no doubt did, and here we come to the ugly truth about me). It was freezing rain onto icy roads. We all walked from work to our cars slowly and carefully, then spent some good time scraping ice off our vehicles. My sense of humor came to my rescue as it often does in these cases, and I found myself laughing as I chopped away. My car’s defrost was even more helpful, and I was soon on my way.
My earlier plan had been to go to the Mohawk YMCA. I even had my work-out clothes in my car. However, I did not want to scrape my car off again, so I went home. Additionally, I wanted to do a load of laundry, to be sure I have clean handkerchiefs. I did not feel like doing any sort of exercise but talked myself into running in place on the mini-tramp. Steven was watching Judge Judy. I said I did not mind watching the rest of that, but he would have to help me find something else to run to when it was over.
As soon as I started running in place, my body was not happy. Then one toe started to feel like it had a blister on the bottom. Ouch! I had said to begin with I was not going to worry about running as long as I had on the weekend. Twenty minutes would be plenty. Then I thought maybe 15. Didn’t I read somewhere that exercise could be done in bouts of 10 minutes?
Judge Judy was almost over when I started. Steven was out of the room when I finished. I stepped off the mini-tramp and marched energetically over to the love seat where the remote was. Climbing back on the tramp, I went back to running in place while I looked for a good show to run to. It is not easy to click a remote accurately while running in place on the mini-tramp. Luckily, I was motivated to persevere.
I had my reward when I discovered: World’s Dumbest!!! I love World’s Dumbest! That silly show helped me keep moving for 21 minutes. I know, it was not the greatest of workouts, but, hey, it is Wuss-out Wednesday.