This is how our conversation went today (workout at the very end)
Me: Send me something today? Something that does NOT include plank holds. kthx.
Him: Why no plank holds?
Me: Because my lower back hates us both and I whimper and wince almost every time I move.
Him: pain or general soreness?
Me: I think just general soreness
Him: Cool.
Me: o_O
(4 hours later)
Him: Run 2 miles outside.
Me: Are you fucking high? *sigh* How many blocks equals 2 miles and if I get a wild hair up my ass, I'll do it.
After telling me what radius to run and how many times for 2 miles:
Him: You can go as slow as you want to, just don't walk.
Me: Are you kidding me? I won't promise I won't walk at all, but I will get the 2 miles in and will run most of it. That's a lot of bone jarring pain you're giving me. Think it'll be weird if I carry my mace and cell with me?
Him: You'll be fine, most of them are still sleeping.
Yes, we were talking about the residents in the area. Our firehouse is in a not so safe neighborhood.
I walked about a quarter mile of the entire 2 miles. The rest? I jogged it. Yeah. I did it. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be either. Go figure.
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