Sorry to have abandoned you in the middle of last week without notice. I suspect you all survived just fine without me and Flashback Friday. 'Tis the season ... for vacation days.
Now seems like as good of a time as any to announce the possibility of more of less of my postings for the rest of the year. With a short week this week and taking off work during The Week Between, I may not find time to jump online and write you a wonderful piece of prose. Deal with it.
Now, back to your regularly scheduled post ...
Well, I actually ran on Saturday, finally testing those damned delayed socks. They fit, did the job, and didn't wear through the big toes like the pair of the Enthusiast's that I "ruined" last run, which was a mere nine days prior, by the by.
As I'm sure we all do during this time of year, I stepped on the scale this weekend and gasped at the larger-than-expected number. To make up for my general sloth over the past few months, I suited up for a run, but first decided to pick up some weights.
I did a couple sets of curls before heading out for a cold three-miler and then another set after I got back. My biceps felt like gelatinous goo the rest of the day and started to tighten up on Sunday. Today, I can barely straighten my arms.
Winter came early, smacking us with heavy snow and sub-30 F temperatures. Early night and impolite weather have besieged my motivation. But it's time to fight back against the increasing jiggles of an expanding waistline. Onward! ... or something like that.