Oh the joy of brain injury and short term memory loss.
The last couple of days have left me mentally shot. I did not want to get up today. I slept like crap and did not want to move.
I have the most amazing wife who made me some good old fashioned steel cut oats this morning.
I dragged my lethargic ass out of bed and walked with her to Starbucks in my pajamas. Yup. It was one of those days.
She made a great effort to cheer me up and it worked.
I got back home and checked my email, watched the news and looked outside. Cold and wet. Then I when I was running through the Rocky Mountains and in St Johns in -10 degree weather and a snow storm. This made me remember the joys of an indoor treadmill with a tv on it.
So off to the gym I went. It's in imperial (miles) instead of metric (kilomotemtes) but I packed in 12 miles in a slow 2:20. I started of very slow. Not really wanting to run. However there was a "Walking Dead" marathon on and I got hooked.
People came and went in the gym. I got some energy with my Vega sports.
I did some basic push-ups and sit-ups and few upper body weights.
Got home and realized I forgot my phone and some of my workout equipment.
So I had my recovery drink, and some apples and now I am heading out.
Always feel better after a run.
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