I went to bed last night with my morning all mapped out: I would wake up and make myself breakfast, sit down at the computer with a cup of coffee and write tomorrow's CFS daily WOD, then head up to the gym and hit yoga, train one of my clients, and finally go for a "Fran" PR at noon. That was the plan. Everything was going to plan and then as I was walking out the front door I noticed my dog had puked all over the carpet. The new carpet. As frustrated as I was at the time, I now realize that I should probably thank my furry little friend, Gizmo. Thanks to him puking and throwing my perfectly planned out morning into a frenzy, I pushed "going for a Fran PR" straight up to the top of my list...after cleaning up said pukie carpet, of course. But I did manage to hit that new "Fran" PR, finishing in 2:28 (previous best "Fran" time was 2:42). I owe an apology to the 10am yoga class for dealing with me replacing their zen-like silence with the sounds of me gasping my way through the whole ordeal. If only I could gasp loud enough to drown out the relentless barking from the dogs next door. Now that would truly be a moment of zen. Thanks also to everyone who hurled motivational banter my way. It definitely helped. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go apologize to my shitzu for being so hard on him earlier today and thank him for helping me PR on "Fran".
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
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WOOHOO! I get nervous just watching Fran. Time to update that stat over there :) -->
ReplyDeleteI love the fact that there is zero music...you came in and handeled business
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