Goals week 12:
Weight (weigh inn = Thursday)
Lose 0.5 kg / 1.1 lbs
Monday: Strength training -> check
Wednesday: 7K run
Sunday: Zandvoort Circuit Run: 5K
Total km’s/miles this week
15K / 9 miles.
Eat 3 meals and 3 healthy snacks everyday.
Get 7 hours of sleep every night.
This weekend has been strange. Normally I get out of the house 4 times during the weekend to walk Roussy but this weekend I have been out only twice, one time for grocery shopping and one time for running. That’s okay though, I gave myself this weekend to give everything a place and I did.
But it also made me realize that I need to run outdoors more than ever. I already said I wanted to run more outside now that Spring has begun and now I need it, otherwise I won’t get out that much. So that’s what I’m going to do: run outside 3 times a week and try to take a walk on days I don’t work out.
Today “normal” life has started and so is the continuing of my healthy lifestyle. I have picked it up where I left it last Wednesday.
I received my starting number in the mail Saturday for Sunday’s run.
It will be fun as it is on a race track where normally car races are held. Here’s an impression:
Tomorrow is date night again, the last show which we will go to this theatre’s season. It’s a show with music by a Dutch music group called “Acda en de Munnik”. We’ve seen several shows of them and it’s always fun to go to.
As the house was so quiet and R. wasn’t home I decided to go for a run yesterday morning. I didn’t go for speed or distance or a long run, just running. It felt good although running didn’t go naturally. It was cloudy but right before the end of my run the sun came out. I like to think that was Roussy: smiling at me from doggy heaven.
Weather: 15 ˚C/59 degrees, cloudy, dry, lots of wind, little bit of sunshine
Distance: 4K / 2.4 miles
Average time: 6:57 /km
Average speed: 8.6 km/hour
Today I went to the gym to do a Matt Roberts workout, felt good and took me about 52 minutes to finish it.
What’s for dinner:
Today meatballs, potatoes and broccoli.
Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
Agnes Sligh Turnbull