Days fly by, don't they? Hours may drag, but days fly. I feel a little ground hoggish this time of year. Eat, sleep, drive kids, work, repeat. The short amount of daylight during winter days makes it seem as if our days are short as well. The sun showed it's face finally here for more than five minutes this past week and I was at least able to be outside. I am jealous of my best friend whom I see park every morning to go run as I am off to work. I miss morning runs.
This week was a good week for working out. I ran once, hit the barre twice and lifted weights one day as well. Yesterday, a friend and I took a 4 mile hike, which was a therapy session for us both. She is dealing with a divorce and I just vented about my need to find things that are more my own. The hike was challenging enough that we felt it, but still easy and we both enjoyed just being outside.
This week was a good week for working out. I ran once, hit the barre twice and lifted weights one day as well. Yesterday, a friend and I took a 4 mile hike, which was a therapy session for us both. She is dealing with a divorce and I just vented about my need to find things that are more my own. The hike was challenging enough that we felt it, but still easy and we both enjoyed just being outside.
