Coming of my glorious 45 minute stair run last week, this week's stair workout can only be described as disappointing.
I knew it wasn't going to go as well as last week upon waking up, I was in no mood for it and contemplated skipping it altogether. But I forced myself to get it done by recalling that I stuffed myself with Thai food and NotSoSkinnyWhenYouDownTheWholeBottleGirl Margarita last night. Plus since I promised updated bikini pics to my
Things got worse when I arrived at the stairs and went to turn on my shuffle. . . dead. I thought about scraping it again (I cannot do stairs without music!), but I had just walked up there in the cold and figured I might as well get something in, even if it was only a few minutes worth. Accompanied by the soothing sounds of Santa distributing popcorn balls by firetruck and my hip clicking?! (more on that in a coming post), I busted out a fast 20 minutes and called it a day.
It so did not have the mood boosting effect of my usual music blasting stair sessions, but I feel slightly less bloated, so not a complete fail A complete fail would have been not doing it at all, and instead sitting on the couch finishing the left over Thai. I was looking forward to rocking out to my newly downloaded Girl Talk album though, which is AMAZING!
I came home to my son standing barefoot in his jammy-jams (Office obssessed :D) on the lawn, accompanied by my brother (who is on break from college in FL, where he is majoring in skipping class to surf all day), patiently waiting for their Popcorn Balls from Santa.