11.25.16 Friday Morning!

Good morning all!

4.5 mile Z2 run this morning followed by a nice 3000 yard pool workout.

Time to relax the rest of the day.

Awww...cute doggies! My little kitty Tomoko is the opposite. She hates it when I leave the house and will throw what I can only describe as a temper tantrum (rolling on the floor, yowling, blocking the door) whenever I so much as touch my running shoes, bike helmet, or the backpack I take to work. Oddly, she's by far the less affectionate of the two but she clearly really hates it when "Mom" goes!

AM: 52 minutes of running with some fartlek pickups
PM: 45 minutes of strength, thinking dark thoughts about what I'd like to do to my coach

(By 45 minutes, I mean just the exercises themselves took 45 minutes. Not counting rest, warmup, getting and putting away equipment, etc.) My arms were so tired after that I could barely get spaghetti out of the cabinet for dinner--felt like my arms WERE spaghetti!

I am just a creampuff--whenever I do anything strength-related, it's like a really bad Jane Fonda "go for the burn" video. And for no visible result. I have been lifting on and off since 14, and, though I guess I'm fairly strong for my size, you'd never know it from the looks of me. This wiry Filipino guy (parent of a former student) at my old gym used to joke, "They're probably going to ask us to quit, because we're bad for business--people always see us here and we never get any more muscular!"