My treadmill and I have become friends. It was a slow process, getting to know each other (in spite of its presence in my life for almost three years). The key to our blossoming friendship? Speedwork + music. Watching TV made the miles drag, and for some reason the commercials made me want to slow down. Sticking to the music I listen to when I run outside and mixing it up with speedwork has made the treadmill more endurable. Mind you, we are not best friends. But at least we finally enjoy getting together now and then.
Pushing this baby that was carrying my two babies kicked my boot-ay yesterday!! It was bad enough that the wind was not being kind to me, but the rain guard (that I never ended up needing) was making my girls too warm, so I pulled it up and ended up getting an arm workout from holding it down so it wouldn't blow back and hit me in the face. Add that to the fact that pushing over 100 lbs is not as easy as I'm sure I make it look (ha-ha-ha), and I felt like crawling the last 1/2 mile home and making my blog title true.