I'm really happy it's almost (slash by the time you read this, is) Friday and that Emma took this photo of me. Also, I had two glasses of wine tonight and 'lightweight' is an understatement. I feel like maybe I should douse myself in mud and have photo shoots in random parking lots more often (everybody's got a water buffalo). This week's workouts were rubbish, and by that I mean I ran a grand total of 4.2 miles for the whole week--womp, womp. But today is the first and that means we start anew and we sure as hell do a long run this weekend. Hold me to that, my friends. I've got a trail run coming up in just a few weeks, and playing in mud/curling my five pounders is not going to cut it in the training department. Here are the things I did do throughout the week:
Saturday: Mud Factor
Sunday: Sore with muddy hair..
Monday: Ran 2.13 miles + Frisky Fall Routine (x4)
Wednesday: Toned thighs & Lose those love handles
Thursday: This is depressing..
Have you guys listened to the new Arcade Fire album? I'm conflicted.. Tell me your thoughts!