i should be in bed right now, in order to get up early to exercise yet again tomorrow morning. this morning i took a bike ride, and then i ran. i was going to swim instead of running, but i suddenly wanted to see how i’d feel after biking for almost an hour.
it wasn’t very fun, to be perfectly honest. i started running down the road and thought I’M GOING TO TURN BACK NOW AND GO HOME.
i thought, OK, i’ll go five minutes. but i kept going, because occasionally in my life i do keep going, instead of just giving up. after 15 or 20 minutes, it wasn’t so bad.
tomorrow, i swim. no matter what. even though i said that last night and then didn’t do it at all today. i don’t know why it’s so difficult to get motivated to put on my swim suit. maybe it’s the goggles issue – i always have a problem with water in my goggles, and also, they leave deep marks all around my eyes for at least three hours. maybe i’m wearing them too tight.
randy had us over for dinner, and he served basically everything you could think of. it was bigger than thanksgiving. turkey filets, baked beans, green bean salad, pasta salad, potato salad, green salad, fruit salad, all the salads a person could think of. lots of food. this is good, because i gave blood today and they told me to eat well for…how long did they say? i know they said to eat a good lunch, and they encouraged me to drink juice/eat cookies before i left the place. i’m pretty sure one of the nurses said to eat well for at least a couple days. maybe all week. perhaps just from now on.
and what, exactly, does “eat well” mean, when it comes down to it? i believe that finishing a meal with a bowl of chocolate ice cream certainly make the meal better. eating well, it’s all in the interpretation.
OK, swimming. swim swim swim.
grace