Motivation for Fatcats and possibly for Fatcat Chumlies.
Monday, I was in Belgium, no running.
Tuesday, I was SWAMPED work wise, no running, bah.
Wednesday, 10k, finished up running strides in the park, 6 in all. Found a pull up bar in the woods- don't ask. Performed 10 negative pullups. Tee-heed, ran off.
Thursday, 16k Phoenix park. Sun? What's that?
Friday- 1 hour 20 of high octane kickboxing, LOT of bag work, and punch combos, and running, lots and lots of running. Punching off the wobble board too, which makes coughing or sneezing today very amusing in a completely non amusing way.
Today I must help the spaniard move furniture, this involves me doing the moving and her 'directing'. I may take CG's dog out later as he is a mite poorly. CG, not the pooch.
Sunday- I plan my longest run thus far, a 30k whopper!! Assuming I am of sound mind and body of course, which I will be because I'm funny that way.
There is a very visible lack of weights this week, but running came first in a week of time constraints. Next week however, I will up the ante and put in at least two good sessions. Damn time, why can't I bend it to suit my very self?
How you doin'?