I am feeling much better than I have in recent days. Of course, I’m feeling like I’m ready to drift off while I sit and write this. I’m exhausted. I went for a run with Joe and Star this morning. That was an experience. Star, who loves to run, but on her own terms, tried to sham out on us more than once. Sprint, stop, smell things, mark, sprint again, drag butt, sprint, smell, continue Correction: tried to sham out on Joe. I was trying to just keep running.
My legs are sore. My calves ache and my whole body is a big ache. My way, I guess, to make up for missing three sessions of bootcamp last week. Add in that I pretty much cleaned the house because of the last week of neglect (no commenting husband).
We are signed up for the Black History month 5k which is in about two weeks (beginning of February). It’s going to be interesting in how this goes. I think I’ll do fine, but I’m not so sure about my time… or my goal for my time. I’m not sure what is reasonable given my level and capability. Add in that I’ve never done this before as well.
I chose to make Oatmeal Apple cookies this evening. I was craving something sweet, but reasonably healthy and we have apples that are starting to go too soft. These are freaking delicious. The recipe comes from the Weight Watchers cookbook that I’ve owned for a while now. Hence, I can’t repost the recipe here (pretty sure there’s some copyright infringements there), but I did find a similar one for those interested in trying it themselves: link. I used dark chocolate chips because Joe loathes raisins (so I don’t usually keep those in the pantry). Oh, for giggles and to close this up, here’s a photo of brunch this morning (the run set us back late in eating a full meal this morning).
