This past week can only be seen as one big brain fart. From pretty much everyone around, including myself. I had my usual grand plans of 3 runs, 2 swims, 1 spin class. Things kinda went downhill after that. Here’s how the week was scheduled in my head:
Tuesday: run and swim
Here’s how it actually ended up going:
Sunday: Run done!
Monday: Rest done (ever notice that nothing screws up a rest day? Or is it just me?)
Tuesday: Found out Hubby would be gone Wednesday so I couldn’t spin that day, found a class on Tuesday, called ahead, confirmed it was on, got the instructors name. Got to the gym and was told the class starts next week. #epicfail. Stayed and did my run on the fanciest dreadmill I’ve ever been on. If that treadmill were in my basement, I’d be running 50 miles a week happily catching up on PVR episodes of Vampire Diaries (don’t judge).
Wednesday: Hubby ended up not going out. Grrr. Didn’t realize this until after spin class started. Headed to the pool after the kids were in bed and banged out 800m at a packed pool.
Thursday: Run done!
Friday: Snow storm starts to roll in for the weekend. Saturday morning pack swim is cancelled. Sadly, this news comes after I spent an hour carb loading on sugar cookies.
Saturday: Snow drifts keep us pretty much indoors most of the day. My stomach also hurts from the sugar cookies. Lesson learned.
Overall, not a bad week, all things considered. I have the same goals for this week: 3 runs, 2 swims, 1 spin class. There are already scheduling conflicts popping up. Doh!!