I was feeling pretty down about it yesterday and on my way home from work I was having a bit of a pity party for myself. I mean can't I catch a break here somewhere? I may have cried a little in my car. It did make me feel better. Crying is actually healing. Then I read Kara's lament about not being able to run and felt better. Misery loves company right?
Since I had some time before the kids got home from school I did 20 minutes on the rowing machine followed by 28 minutes of HIIT. I was wiped when I was done, but I knew steak was for supper so that kept me moving!
|will row for steak|
Plan. Have my foot looked at again, clearly it is not getting better. No running again. Probably going to DNS my Mother's Day weekend race. This is what breaks my heart the most. I wanted this race so bad, it meant so much.
and in other news, there were some dark chocolate covered cinnamon bears at work yesterday.
What about you is it a yes or a no?