And On The Third Day...

Today was a bit rough- not physically so much, but mentally. Unfortunately, boredom at work leads to messing around on the Internet, which just reminds me how many jobs there aren't out there. At least I have one until next Friday. And then the second job more than likely ends on April 20th. It's weird- the whole time I was mucking about at work the only thought that went through my head was "well at least I get to go to the gym later." I can honestly say that was one of the few times I've had that thought. However, the madness didn't stop there. There must have been an accident or something on the 405 today because it took me nearly an hour to get to the gym. FYI, that drive should only take 15 minutes tops. This agony was compounded by the fact that I had pee baaaadly. I've been drinking a lot of water lately. Anyways, enough about me...oh wait, right.

I tried incorporating some pre- and post-workout stretching into my routine today. I know I should have been doing that all along, but I haven't been. It's a marathon people not a sprint. Literally. My right hammy was bugging me a bit when I got to the gym so the stretching really seemed to help a lot. It actually felt better after a stretching and workout regimen. Weird. I'm no doctor...so I won't even bother attempting to explain how that works. I guess hammies work in mysterious ways. I like saying hammy for hamstring by the way. Reminds me of that menu item at Denny's, the "Moon Over My Hammy," but I digress.

Today was a run/walk day which started out really well. Then I tried to push the speed a touch higher and that got me. So I walked a little more and slowed myself down a bit. Then there was this trainer at the gym that kept giving me this look every time he walked toward me. It was like this "What is that fat ass doing here?" sort of look. All I could think about was punching him in his smug face and suddenly I got a second wind on the treadmill. I was able to not only run a bit longer but even did a higher speed than before. So thank you smug, bald, douche bag trainer, you've become more motivation for me to do this. Maybe he was jealous of my lush head of hair. I mean, it is pretty magnificent.

And on a final note, as I was working out there was a piece on CNN about Childhood Obesity in America. I think it's a series because I could have sworn I saw it last night as well. Anyways, I don't know what they were saying because I was having issues reading the close captioning, but it must have been serious because Anderson Cooper looked really concerned. There was a lower 3rd (a caption in layman's terms) that said obesity prematurely ages people. I was thinking to myself, when I'm clean-shaven etc. people think I look like I'm in my early to mid 20's, but all this time I could have been passing for a high schooler. Damn you obesity! You've robbed me of my youth for the last time!