I had nightmares last night that one of my favorite co-workers quit. Heh. That should tell you how boring my job it. That, and my constant presence on FaceBook during business hours... It's not that I don't have things to do, it's just that they're so BORING... and putzing around on the internet doesn't actually affect my productivity, because I'm kind of a badass at my job. A badass at doing boring things... yeah, THAT'S what I want to be known for...
but anyway.
Despite tossing & turning all night, I still got up at 5 to run! (In retrospect, I think I forgot to turn the a/c down a bit - we like it cold when we sleep. Also, I sleep next to a human heater. And sometimes a canine heater...)
I'm pretty proud of myself, especially because my thighs were SCREAMING IN PAIN after doing squats last night. Thanks, Bahaia! :)
This week, I've moved up to doing 3 minutes of running & 3 minutes of walking. I'm only supposed to do 5 repetitions, as opposed to the 6 repetitions that I was doing with run 2 / walk 3 last week. I considered adding a 6th one, just because I was feeling so damn good, but then decided that I shouldn't push it on the first day. I keep trying to remember that injury = no dancing = crycrycrycrycrycrycrycrycry.
That being said, I might add a 6th repetition on Wed, depending on the State of My Thighs.
Post Script:
I would just like to say that I am not really complaining about my job. I work for & with some awesome people; I can wear, tattoo and pierce whatever I want; I have kickass benefits (including ridiculous tuition reimbursement benefits); and, I HAVE A FREAKIN' JOB.
Not complaining, people. I love having this job. It suits my needs perfectly right now.
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