today i ran with the running class and we always (ok, so the 2 times i have been) cut through a nice running trail to get to certain start points. I tripped a fell. Right at the beginning of the run. I did the rest of the class with a bloody/dirty knee. I hate trails.
I enjoy the class though. I feel like it is going to help me to get over my fear and really enable me to push myself to my potential.
I swear right after the workout I feel so empowered, it is a high that i love. However that high is gone and I just saw photos of me and i am appalled. I swear i am so hunchback, and i walk outfooted and my fat rolls were hanging out....wtf ??? i can blame the hunchback in my mom a little b/c aren't all moms supposed to tell their kids to stand up straight ??? clearly mine did not. but i have the fat rolls to blame on myself, i mean i did eat 5 to 6 snack size butterfingers today.