It's tardy and embarassing, but I'm keeping myself honest. Here's what went down last week:
Monday: Started out with so much potential. Went to the gym right after work, realized I forgot my socks but lifted anyway. Monday was an upper body day. I don't know why, but I'm a huge fan of bicep and tricep work. And back work. Hell, I love upper body days.
Tuesday: Date night with ICG. I introduced him to one of my favorite Asian restaurants in Kansas City - and to bubble tea. Bubble tea is awesome because 1) it's delicious and 2) it comes with snacks in the form of tapioca pearls. MMMMMMMM.
Wednesday: 23 minute swim. Considering switching my shorter runs during training to time in the pool. I think it will minimize my risk of injury ... which, lets face it, is more likely to happen than to not happen.
Thursday: St. Valentine's Day. ICG proved he's a keeper. He surprised me by sending flowers to work (they are SOOOOO pretty!) and then gave me a photo frame with 3 5x7s of us. Swoon.
Then we had heart shaped pizza.
Friday: I was finding any and every excuse in the book to not do legs. I don't know why, but I'm super insecure about doing legs in the weight area. I need to find a way to get over this.
Saturday: Side lined with a migraine plus ICG and I were glued to Netflix, watching House of Cards (if you love Kevin Spacey, I highly recommend it).
Sunday: Restorative Yoga. I liked this class.
Any suggestions or smack talk to help me get over my fear of lifting with the big boys?????