I mean, besides Miles' seriously 1980s sleeper borrowed from day care and my
Look again. More closely this time. Do you see it?
Stop looking at Miles' widow's peak and my man chin.
Seriously, get some glasses. Look now.
That would be my Under Armor shirt label indicating that it was on inside out and backward. A fact that I only realized after my run on Wednesday. Score one for me!
Sadly, that was my only run thus far this week. I had been hoping to go out this morning. In fact, I spent last night and this morning psyching myself up but Miles decided to sleep in. It would have been all well and good had he sent a memo of his plans so I could hop on the treadmill as he snoozed but he didn't. Oh well. I ended up being showered and semi-dressed for work by the time he started stirring.
I did squeeze in some activity by walking him to my mother-in-law's house, where he hangs out on Friday, and then walking home. She lives about a mile and a half from us, allowing Denali and I to log 3 miles before I headed off to work.
How do you fit in exercise when your workout plans are thrown off?