i didn't make it to cowboy boogie this week. i was feeling BEAT after tuesday's spin class and i realized i hadn't had a rest day since last tuesday. so even though the class didn't sound strenuous, i just didn't have enough oomph to get ready in time for class anyway.
instead, i went to a food show with my brother.
yes, i said a food show. sounds like heaven, huh? my brother is a chef for a hotel, so it's his job to go to these things. hundreds of vendors offering their very best meats, seafood, desserts, ice creams, pastas, soups, salads, hors dourves (i called them appetizers and my brother got mad at me), coffees, teas, etc. etc. there was even an area devoted to pickles. and even though the convention hall was huge and we walked the entire day, i was stuffed to the gills.
i felt slightly guilty for skipping the gym to gorge, but at least my legs don't feel so tight and i can get in a speed workout tomorrow before my 10k race on sunday.
5 comments:
Everyone needs rest and you shouldn't feel guilty about it. Also, I just noticed your change to your profile: "I make short look good." I love it! Can I adopt it?
A food show? I've never heard of such a thing. And it's your brother's job to go see it. Cool job :-)
Hey, how come my rest days amount to little more than a PBJ sandwich in front of the TV?
I think it was a very wise idea for you to skip the workout...especially since you hadn't had a day off in a week!
I am too hungover and busy today to work out, and I just gorged myself on leftover party food, including about 7 cucumber/cream cheese on rye bread thingys, a bunch of spinach avocado dip with pita, and about 5 mini quiches from Trader Joe's. So I hear ya, MPA!
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