There's a man that lives a few doors down from me, and, I swear, he spends half of his day on his front porch smoking. Almost, every time I drive by his house he's standing out there having a smoke, and when I saw him today I wondered if he was thinking - With every puff I take I'm, slowly, killing myself! Well, duh, of course, he's not! And I wasn't either every time I took a bite of a Big Mac, or piece of cake, or a fry, or whatever! Of course, I always knew my bad eating habits may kill me one day, but when I was in the moment of eating, horribly, I was only thinking about how soothing the food was. Like smoker guy, my warped mind allowed me to enjoy my bad habit (and it still does sometimes). Anyway, I was a little ashamed of myself for judging smoker guy today - I won't be judging him, or anyone else, anymore.
I didn't exercise yesterday, and I have no excuse for not doing it, so go ahead and throw that bucket of poo at me!
30 DS Level 1
Treadmill (Walk 3 min., Run 2 min., Walk 3 min., etc.) - 25 min.
5k training (Run 5 min., Walk 2 min., Run 5 min., etc. ) - 30 min.