Snowball effect

Workout: 2.1-mile walk with Denali

This morning was one of those mornings. You know, the kind of morning where you have great intentions but before you can take a bite of your egg white bagel thin, things start to unravel.

Or, in my case, pile on.

I had to get the steak marinating for tonight’s dinner – steak sandwiches with horseradish mayo.

The cantaloupe had yet to be cut, and I needed some to take for my afternoon snack. The same went for the carrots and the cauliflower.

My rumpled hair, left over from yesterday’s braids, needed to be flat ironed. (Though, in retrospect, it wasn’t worth the 15 minutes because I wore my hood this morning.)

I needed to stop at the grocery, which is across the street, to pick up some veggies to complement my embarrassing lunch – a Lean Cuisine (Orange Chicken with rice, red peppers, yellow carrots, roasted almonds and edamame).

Denali was begging for a walk and seeing as I had no intentions of going home at lunch because it’s snowing - again – it was necessary to keep the beast from chewing up the second bedroom.

And it needed to be done before 8:30, when I needed to start scraping my car in time for yoga.

Yeah … you know where this is going. It went online, where I canceled my spot for yoga this morning and made a reservation for Saturday, instead. I figure as long as I get in my workouts for the week that it doesn’t matter when they happen. It’s not like I’m training for a marathon (unless child birth falls under that category).

But, before you call me a slacker, let me tell you something – my walk sucked. Denali pulled the whole dern time, the snow was slick and I couldn’t feel my thighs.

Do you ever reschedule your workouts?