So Sunday night after working in the garden all day I decided to take a nice long quiet hot bath (no laughing at me I know its only half true...quiet with 3 kids YEAH RIGHT). Well right as I shut the water off and I close my eyes to imagine that warm sun, white sandy beach, fruity drink with lots of alcohol and that sexy sun kissed body building waiter offering to rub lotion on my back...B walks in...I open my eyes...Cold bathroom with my hamper getting full, dirt on the floor from my feet cause I gardened in flip flops (note to self..don't do that your toes stay black and gross for days), My Dr Pepper on the side of the tub and B wearing work out clothes standing in the door way. Not exactly what I had going on with the eyes closed but hey THATS LIFE! B says "Hey I'm gonna go work out for a bit" I replied "I want a crab cake" where that came from I am not sure but i was sure that my long hot bath was over before it began if he was downstairs the kids would soon find the way up the steps and into my private fantasy! Damn the luck! B laughed and said I have a deal if you come downstairs and run a mile on the treadmill in UNDER 10 minutes I will go get you a crab cake but I am sure you cant so.....I will see you in a bit...
Wait did he just challenge me? REALLY??? Oh buddy those are some fighting words...I said oh yeah under 10...I get a crab cake? He said YUP! (He is smart I hate working out bribing is the only way to do that) The next thing I know I am out of the tub like a hair dryer was about to fall in it and I and looking for my workout clothes! B laughed because my running shoes that I have had for years are still clean! I get dressed and i look at him and say "Your going down fool" and I hit the workout room! On the treadmill I go and were off......
The first few minutes weren't bad I walked to warm my muscles I am walking at like 3 miles and hour...this is not going to get me in under 10 so I up to 4.5
I am now jogging at 4.5 mph...the damn clock says 17 minutes for a mile DAMN....
Up it to 5 mph now I am running...I mean running...The damn clock says 13 minutes for a mile....DAMN IT!! my legs are starting to burn and I look at B who is going to town on the bowflex I smile I will WIN! He glances over at me and laughs a bit cause he runs this thing everyday he knows I will NEVER make it in under 10! I keep pushing and pushing and pushing through the pain and lack of OXYGEN I was receiving and some how I completed the mile in 13.30minutes....Not 10 and no crab cake but I felt great for doing it that fast! I will win my damn crab cake......I will conquer this thing....I hate to lose at anything so its ON!
On a old person point of view.....I HURT!!! OMG the pain in my legs and hips are ridiculous I was a cheerleader for Gods sakes why do I hurt?? Oh yeah I'M OLD! apparently 30 isn't as bouncebackable as a say 18-29 year old!! I should have known! My knees crack and my hip pops...WTF....I am not ready for this...I will not age gracefully...B and I had some alone time with no kids one weekend...tried marathon sex ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ANOTHER YEAH RIGHT.....I got a cramp in my hip so severe I thought I broke it...Then B got a Charlie Horse to say the least we did laugh about it and decided we are not as young as we use to be...Maybe this working out stuff will resurface our younger days buried underneath the old joints that are currently winning the battle!
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