Sparta, Here I Come...

Ok, so I'm not and probably never will run 150 miles like the legendary Phidippides did to Sparta and back (and yes, I did look up his name...) but boy, am I sore today.

Last night's workout was good, and I can really tell I've got muscles now. My ankles and knees are feeling particularly stressed. I try to keep telling myself that my body isn't used to running with 40 extra pounds and that is probably contributing to my joints feeling strained. I love this complete body burn though. It feels really nice. And it means something is working. I can feel it in my arms and torso (mostly the oblique ab muscles), and in my hips and calves and ankles.

Watch out people. I'm becoming a runner.

I finally have some sneakers to run in, which is very helpful in making me motivated to hit the treadmill. I had been running in some brown, kind of hiking shoes. Definitely not enough arch support with those. But now I have some running shoes - they're not very good - but they are running shoes, and a pretty good sports bra which makes me feel nice and athletic. It's so tempting to splurge a bunch of money on running things now. It's amazing how wearing cool running clothes can have such an effect on one's motivation.

I'm very much looking forward to today's workout, which is simply the 30-minute walk. I think I'll take Cillian outside in the stroller. He loves going for walks and it looks like it will be the perfect day outside.

Alright. The dreaded weekly weigh-in... The numbers are higher than I'd like - 170.4. But there you go - I'm aiming to lose thirty pounds and get down to what I think will be a healthy 140 for now.

I don't really feel like doing anything productive today. Breakfast was really nice this morning, but I'm still pretty sleepy. I really just want to schlep around today and not do anything but watch Eureka (a sci-fi kind of show I like that is on Instant Play Netflix - dangerous...), eat, and play with Cillian. I think the fact that hearing him sleeping over the monitor is also factoring in to my being a bit groggy.

But there is laundry to finish, a kitchen to straighten up, there's always some tidying up that can be done in our bedroom and in the living room... Schlep.

Cillian is making cute little drowsy yawning sounds over the monitor.

Schlep.

Gracious, I think I might just take a little nap. I'll sign out by giving you the Quote of the Day:

"Marriage is the key of moderation and the harmony of the desires, the seal of a deep friendship... the unique drink from a fountain enclosed, inaccessible to those without. United in the flesh, one in spirit, they urge each other on by the goad of their mutual love. For marriage does not remove God, but brings all closer to Him, for it is God Himself who draws us to it."

~ St. Gregory the Theologian (from "Preserve Them, O Lord" by Fr. John Mack)

That is one of my very favorite depictions of what marriage looks like.