My quads hurt still.
It’s been over a week now. I did run on Saturday night, but I couldn’t on Sunday morning. Luckily, I want to be on the stair climber so it’s all good. But why the hell am I not getting better?
So, let me give you a rundown of my weekend…
Saturday:
I volunteered at the Marine Corps thrift shop for five hours. I found these classy shirts…
I also discovered a Hannah Montana bookbag and was so tempted to buy it. I didn’t. I decided I was too old for it and what would I do with it? UH, SO MUCH, CHRISTY. DUH.
From there, since I was already on the main base that had a grocery store, I picked up a few items and grabbed something to eat since I didn’t eat lunch besides...
And a small bag of chips that was like one-hundred calories.
I didn’t buy any more peanut butter because I think I’m set for a lifetime. Or a week. I don’t know which.
I was absolutely starving after my volunteer work! They didn’t give me a break to get food and I forgot to bring my protein bars. All that time I sat around in my room, I could have packed food.
When I got back home, I worked out. I ran on the treadmill with my sore, dumb, lazy quads.
I have never been sore for so long. I don’t know what’s wrong.
While running, I had the biggest headache and I didn’t even want to run. My legs hate me so much. I hate them. I hate that I can’t run outside without being drenched in sweat due to the sticky weather.
Sunday:
I woke up and worked out. Oh yeah. Major loser over here!
I had a nice little set up, didn’t I? Too bad it only lasted for eleven minutes because of my damn legs. From there I just spent my time on the stairclimber and did some lifting for thirty minutes.
The rest of the day I went shopping and I went to Starbucks. I got a green tea frap.
Like I said before, the Starbucks here in Japan is so much better than the states. It’s like Heaven on Earth and I want to live there.
That Sunday night though I ate so much! Like, I don’t know if I can categorize it as a binge, but it was damn close. I didn’t really eat all day so when I do eat, I can’t stop. I wait though. I drink a full bottle of water then decide if I’m still hungry and I usually am. It’s irritating.
I don’t think I gained any weight though.
This is from July 1st:
And this is July 15th:
I don’t know. I feel leaner… ?
I have been lifting (not running, wahhhh) and killing time on the stair climber, which makes me go through two sets of clothes.
I am suppose to be training for a damn marathon and I haven’t started! By the way, what’s a good training plan I can follow for a marathon? Let me know.
Anyway, I felt like I had a lot more to say, but I can’t recall so I’m sure I’ll post something tomorrow. Until then, carry on with life.