The Grandview East condo has a not so grand gym. Walking on the beach is hard enough as it is, imagine putting hurricane winds on top of that, so obviously that wasn't going to be happening. Since a member of the Nike team was already occupying the only treadmill, I opted for the elliptical.
I forgot how wonderful this gift from
God is! It's like walking/jogging on air! I know it probably won't help me when I get to The Color Run, but it was so nice not to have my feet aching and my shins screaming.
I felt that it was a good workout though. Almost a mile and a half in 17 mins. I don't think I'll qualify for the Olympics, but it's good enough for me.
And the fact that I remain faithful to this pinterest project during vacation is totally surprising to me. I guess I've reached a point to wear I believe this effort will pay off. I absolutely don't enjoy it, I don't thrive on it either. It's hard, I'm hot and sweaty, and I'm worn out afterwards. But I won't get skinner by sitting on the couch watching infomercials about Insanity and P90X.
She's like the wind, trough my trees- Dirty Dancing, the soundtrack
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