I love that word. Pooped. Better yet, pooped out. I don’t know if it’s a northern Minnesota thing but I like it. And it is very appropriate for today. This morning was my running morning and I had to do it on the treadmill because Ester wanted to run outside. That’s ok, it will help me track my 4 mile pace and see what kind of calories I burned. I set the weight for 10 lbs lighter for it to be more accurate and started with my HIIT. 8 circuits and not feeling too bad after that. Good sweat but still strong. After a minute and a half rest at 3mph I bumped it up to 6 for a minute and then cooled down to 4 for a minute. Still strong. Let’s see what 7mph for a minute then 4 for a minute will do to me. I did pretty good for the next 10 minutes. During the rest minute I did have to go at 3 for the first 30 seconds and finished the minute at 4. It took me 46:20 to run 4 miles, almost knocking off 4 minutes from my time on Monday. I wasn’t dying when I got done but I was sweating an hour and a half after the workout. People thought I ran into work.
Today’s schedule at work was not so great, mainly because of a 4 hour training that took up my whole afternoon and ruined my 2-lunch schedule. We did get a break where I ate a snack of MG Cheerios. I’ve been surprised lately how much my water intake has gone up at work while I’ve been eating less food. I ran out of water during the last 45 minutes of the training and it felt uncomfortable. Maybe it’s another habit that I’m getting used to.
On the way home I ate a granola bar for energy because tonight’s schedule was going to be full. After I did my circuit training I was going to rest, enjoy dinner, do some writing, take a shower and then head back to town to do sound for worship practice. I had a great 10 minute warmup and my circuit training was pretty good. I was hoping to go for 45 minutes but I hit a wall tonight around 30. My right hamstring was starting to tighten a little and I was just tired, aka pooped. I got back on the treadmill to cool down for 10 minutes and dragged my sorry butt upstairs. I’m so glad tomorrow is a rest day. I feel like I’ve earned it