Can we talk for a minute? Oh wait. This is where I get to talk about what ever I want to. So I think I will. Whine that is.
What am I whining about you ask? Not much. Just general injustice.
You see, I'm learning that for weight loss, I do best if I can run. Not having a treadmill, I run outside. And having young children, this means I can only run the days that Hubby is actually home. And being he's a pilot, that amounts to 3 mornings a week. Except lately he's had overtime, so I'm down to 2 days a week when I can run. Not exactly conducive to my goal of 3 miles 4 times a week (seriously, do you know people that run that much? Every one that I've ever known is skinny. I think if you run that much the fat just falls off instead of sticking everywhere!)
ANYWAY. I've also learned that I do best when I can run with a jacket on. There is something about being able to whip that jacket off half way through when I hit my wall that gives me such a huge burst of energy.
For the last week we have had the most GORGEOUS weather. Highs in the mid 70's, lows around 52, no humidity. The. Perfect. Exercise. Weather. My beef with this? Hubby has been working the entire time. Absolutely no chance for me to actually love running again.
Finally this morning I had my chance. And wouldn't you know it - 72 and humid. It's SOOOO much harder to keep going.
And to make things even worse, my running shoes have DIED. I recently learned that you should replace running shoes every 3 months. Hah! I've had my pair for over 3 YEARS now. I tried buying some insoles to help. I obviously got the wrong kind. I couldn't even make it a mile before my foot was in so much pain I had to start walking instead.
And Buddy has woken up 3 mornings in a row at 5:45 with a nightmare. Just early enough that I can't ever get back to sleep. Which really doesn't work with my whole "I have to take my basal temp every single morning" thing, since you're supposed to take it when you're only half awake and before you've moved out of bed.
And yes, I'm well aware of the fact that some people have real problems. But this is my place to say whatever I want. And if you don't like it, just stop reading.
And yes, I really, REALLY think I need a visit from Aunt Flo!!!