Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired | Day 8
Up at 6:45!! On the ground doing push ups and sit up variations……. Can you tell I’m already full of energy? I may have ADHD or be a 10 year old. Anyways, out the door flying and on a pre-work run. I pushed myself hard on this run. I tried going at a faster pace and I held onto to survive at the end. The Fitbit told me that I just hit 2.3 km. I paced around right after with a smug look on my face and thought, this shit is easy as fucking pie. I was killing it and I knew it. My confidence was growing. In my own little world of me, I was the cockiest guy I knew, and it felt good. I felt strong. I was walking tall. To be the opposite of what you are your whole life and to now be encountering all these new feelings was so foreign…… I just wanted more.
Walked to work like usual. However, when I got alone time in the elevator, I didn’t just walk in circles. If any of you have seen the film ‘Vacation’ starring Chevy Chase, I also started saying out loud ‘This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy’ over and over again until the doors opened. I have no idea why it started but it did and quite honestly I laughed inside about it the whole time.
Day flew by and I walked home. Instead of calling it quits, this motherfucker put his running shoes on and ran the streets like a boss. Like the morning, the Fitbit told me that I just hit another 2.3 km.
Honestly though, for all of you reading this from the beginning. 8 days ago I barely made it around a track once and now I had 2 x 2.3km runs in one day. My new goal in my mind was to run a 5km race on my birthday which was 6 weeks away. A reasonable goal at the pace I was going. A to B……not A-Z. My lesson for the day. Realistic goals.
I took a shower when I got back home and spruced myself up for an after dinner event. I went to Trivia Night at a local pub with my friend Maggie and some of her friends. This was my first non-work or family socializing since I started this thing and it was needed. Sometimes you just want to unwind and shoot the shit to relax. I even had a couple glasses of red wine. No, I didn’t get drunk. I actually did it to help my heart. I still worried about it and was doing everything in my power to help clear the blood flow.
That’s it. That was my day. I think I kicked ass on this day in every way.
P.S. We came in dead last place on Trivia Night. However, I was still invited back for the next week.
DAY 8 STATS
Weight: 189.5 Pounds
Distance: 22.48 km
Time: 203 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 20 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 17 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 3 Hr 31 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 63
Calories Burned: 4066
Calories Taken In: 1935
(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)
(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)
Protein Shake: 321 Calories
Garden Salad: 450 Calories
2 x Cups of Blackberries: 194 Calories
Chicken Pita Wrap: 720 Calories
2 x Glasses of Red Wine: 250 Calories (A Social Drinking Activity)
Thanks for following my adventure. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away.
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