Two workouts in one day, imagine that....

I woke up a half hour early on Monday in order to do the strength training (they have an at-home one, which includes the exciting things like pushups and calf raises, etc..... I think I prefer the one at the gym, but this is cheaper.....) It wasn't too bad, minus the pushups in particular.... my arm still hurts a day later..... ah well..... Only one arm hurts - does that mean I was doing them wrong? Was my left arm somehow miraculously holding and balancing my whole body while my right arm slacked off? Its acting like it.... Wow, I didn't know I had that much coordination...... You think the arm would have mentioned it was SuperArm before this - imagine how my life could have been different..... "Hey! Look! Up in the Sky! Is that a bird? A plane? Superman?..... NO, IT's SUPERARM!!!!!!" Here to save the daaaaaay!!!!! Here comes The Arm to rescue the weakened swimmer from the jaws of DEATH!!!!! Here comes The Arm to pull all those children from the burning building!!!!! Hey, there really were NUKES in IRAQ - Thanks to SuperArm, We found them!!!!!!"

Hmmmmm..... Maybe there were NUKES in IRAQ, but The Arm found them before the army and hid them......

Ok, I'm tired -

Because..... it's Tuesday, and I'm only writing about Monday's activities..... Just WAIT until you hear about today.......

Now, where was I?????

Ah, yes, let's skip over all the terribly exciting stuff beyond finally learning about the wonders of my left arm and move onto WORKOUT #2 in a SINGLE DAY.......

I got home from work and spent a cool 5 minutes or so debating whether I was up to a second workout, which was a 25 min run..... jeese, I already did a just-shy-of-20min-gasping-run on Saturday and a 10-plus-mile bike ride on Sunday - you expect another run on Monday? Where is the break?????

But, somehow, I-don't-know-what prevailed, and I decided to do the run. I figured I could just get out there and do a little and, you never know, we'll see. (Sometimes I trick myself like that - I'm stubborn).

So I got to the corner and, quickly checking my peripheral vision to see that no one was looking, moved into something resembling a horse trott..... or possibly a really bad canter..... - certainly no one would mistake it for running. I think a description of what it was I was doing was more along the lines of hopping up and down while moving slightly forward - and, once the wheezing kicked in, I thought I should have thrown on a horse costume on Halloween and been convincing to anyone..... Perhaps my next Broadway casting call.....

I currently* live on Capitol Hill, though, if you ask me, I live off Capitol Hill, or more accurately, at the bottom of Capitol Hill, since my run starts uphill (though, as a normal person, you wouldn't notice the slight incline from my house to the Capitol** - I notice it only because I'm huffing and puffing my way at the start of my run, which is verrrrry discouraging.....

I make my way up the long, steep incline, similar to an Olympic ski jump ala "Eagle Eddie" (though in reverse....but just as incompetently....) to Stanton Park, not far from my home or the Capitol.... I think, "I must have done 20 minutes by now, so I'll check my brand new 'low-end Triathlon' watch....", and promptly check my new 'low-end Triathlon' watch. Harrumph. It isn't working.... it says only 4 minutes have passed, and, astoundingly, as I watch the seconds pass upon the face of the watch, it seems they are moving in slow motion, like one watch-second to every 5 earth-seconds!!!! What kind of cheap watch have I purchased? If I had wanted a watch that would have made me age more slowly, I would have purchased a 'slow the effects of aging by slowing time' watch, not a 'low-end Triathlon' watch. Maybe it works better under water. Maybe you have to purchase an 'under water Triathlon' watch, then switch to a 'bike Triathlon' watch, then switch to a 'run Triathlon' watch in order to get your times correct.

Well, I kept running in spite of the fact that I was certain that I was almost done in spite of the fact that the watch disagreed - I'm certain that I would have won in court, had I sued the watch....

I passed along houses and trees (not quickly, mind you), and found myself mocked by squirrels.... they ran ahead of me, waited for me to catch up, then ran ahead again..... I'm certain I could understand their chittering "oooh, oooh, oooh, you're going to catch me.....HAHA!!!! You didn't catch me!!!! oooh, oooh, oooh, you're going to catch me.....HAHA!!!! You didn't catch me!!!!" etc.... this went on for at least a block from a single squirrel, then his buddy would do a suicide run in front of me (run just at my feet but not let me hit him - my cat does that, but she tries to trip me so I'll feel sorry for kicking her - the squirrels do that as some sort of gang initiation that they weren't afraid to run in front of the big scary person) - I figure this was the lesser of the squirrels - the bigger tougher gangs require squirrels to run in front of cars, or at least faster runners.....

I tried to pace myself by following a woman with a baby carriage.... she kept outdistancing me, though... I had a hard time keeping up....

HEY, I bet you thought she was walking..... well, I'll have you know it was at a race-walk pace, okay - not a slow, let the baby enjoy the sights pace, ok!!!!

But, at least, I got my 25 minutes in.....


*Currently, according to Real Estate folks, who keep extending the boundaries of Capitol Hill every season to justify the increasingly expanding housing prices..... technically, I live in Old City #1 - don't ask me, I don't know the origins of that - but that's not nearly as romantic as Capitol Hill......

**Unlike the implication of this comment, there is not a direct path from my house to the Capitol - I don't want to sound too snooty like I live across from the Capitol or something - only lobbyists and the receivers of their funds can afford that.... I live more down a few blocks, over a few blocks, past the police barriers, then a block or so over, from the Capitol....