Tomorrow is my training day with Stu.
Three hours of "movement."
Not three hours of running, "just" three hours of "movement."
When I signed up for the half-marathon, I signed up with a few co-workers and we got a trainer. I get customized workouts set my heart rate. Yup, I now own a sweet heart rate monitor watch. Sounding serious?
(Then I went out and bough $100 sneakers. Then I decided that I needed to look good while I was running, so I went out and got new running capris, tank tops and zip ups. This part of it was obviously the most fun.)
For the past month, I have spent at least an hour a day "moving" at the gym or outside. And ya know what? It's been quite enjoyable.
I'm not too sure how I feel about tomorrow, though. I'm a little intimidated, but excited to see how my training has paid off.
I think I would be more excited about it if it were going to be warmer. I've made it a rule for myself that I only run outside if it's above 50 degrees.
Tomorrow's high? 38. At 9 a.m., the time we're meeting? 30 degrees.
This is not looking like fun.
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