Out to Westchester by way of Saw Mill Road and Goshen Road. Back by way of Street, Grady, creek and bishop hollow roads.

Lots of hills.  Lots of suffering.  I don’t think I will be right tomorrow.

Oh and I came home to a house full of baby puke.

Monday and Wednesday:  lifted at lunch 45 minutes again.

Friday:  45 minutes on a spin bike.

Helping out a friend w a computer problem blew my Tuesday and Thursday workouts.

Training: 40 minutes. 6 x 10 reps of lower body. 3 x 10 reps of upper body stuff. The problem is that I always run out of upper body stations. So I end up doing situps….alot of situps.

Washboard abs here I come. Right after I stop eating so much. 

Eating:

Coffee.  Soft pretzel. glass of juice.  Breakfast time.

lunch: PB sandwich.  4 sour dour pretzels.  glass of lemonade.  glass of milk.  Carrot cake cliff bar.

snack: handfull of M&Ms.

Dinner:  no lie like half a chicken pot pie.  v. water. PB candy cake and an orange.

buuuurrp.

Note:  Today was not the first time this happened:  I get shaky after lifting.  Drinking and eating usually makes this stop.  I guess this is what every training guide is talking about when they say ‘Do not pass go, do not collect 200, do not take a dump, make a phone call or anything else after a work out.  Eat.  Right away.’

another hour on the trainer.  watching Attack of the Clones.

55 minutes on the trainer.  medium pace.  boring even with Attack of the Clones on.

Lifted again today. 40 minutes at lunch. Must have done 100 situps between sets.

Kind of an awkward workout schedule this week. Lift monday and friday. ride tuesday,wednesday.

eh. whatever.

Better that then nothing.

On the trainer. watched the Clone Wars. Moderate pace.  stopped halfway thru and realized that I was breathing pretty hard.

Spent like 30 minutes on the trainer last night before deciding to quit.  

Lifted today.  Saw Chiro.

Finding that squeezing in a lift workout at lunch has its downsides.  Specifically,  when I am finished I feel totally weak and a little bit trembly until I eat something.  I’m told this means I am doing it right.

Lifted Monday.

Rode 2.5 hours on Bucks County roads on Thanksgiving day.

Felt yesterday and today.

I sort of enjoy lifting.

Training: Lifted at the Gym for about 35 minutes.  No Cool down on the bike.