I didn't run on Friday night. I went home and acted like I had been all week... LAZY as all hell and it was nice.
I didn't run on Saturday either... but Sunday I managed to drag my bedraggled butt out of bed and did 5 miles...in an hour, but I finished it, which is all I count. I did this while Joey napped (aka my only down time) when all I felt like doing was sleeping too.
I have to say, when I run during his nap instead of sleeping like I want to I feel better and more able to manage him when he wakes up. My temper is not as easily roused when I excercise consistantly...when I don't I feel like a fire breathing dragon mommy monster.
Running on my lunch breaks at work also helps me beat the 2--3pm crash. Some days when I don't run I have to prop my eyes open with tooth picks at my desk, its horrible. I have even tried slapping myself in the face, embarrassing if caught doing it but somewhat effective.
Just trying to be consistent right now, still not a very fast runner, but I am working on distance right now.
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