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This dude has endless energy!
Happy Saint Patrick's Day Blog Readers!  I'm up and at 'em early today.  I got my workout in early today too.  No more of that loafing on Saturday for me.  Last Saturday I decided to take a break and not work out, and I felt out of sorts the entire day...even guilty at one point.  If that isn't a sign that I've made my workouts a priority in my day, then I don't know what else would be.

I did another interval walk-run this week on Wednesday, and let me tell you that my legs are rebelling.  After my inaugural run on Monday,  I did my normal elliptical workout on Tuesday. That was the hardest workout I've had in a while.  My legs were exhausted.  I always thought that walking was the most boring form of exercise.  I don't like it.  I've said that before.  My rationale is that I walk everyday to go places and do things.  Why on earth would I do that as a form of exercise?  Now, since I increased the pace and jogged as well, I honestly feel it was my most punished workout to date.  I've never sweat like that before. 
You could have stayed
on vacation!

So, I almost pooped out on Wednesday during my walk-run...and here comes Doubting Thomas...back from his vacation in the islands.  He straight up told me to quit and step down from the treadmill.  And I almost did.  But with the encouragement of my Zen Masters and one of the fitness instructors cheering me on, I P.U.S.Hed through (Push Until Something Happens), and I finished. 

Now Zumba on Thursday about killed me because my legs were still protesting.  In fact, by Friday, I think they were about to go on strike after I finished Wii Zumba.  However, we came to some type of agreement, and they helped me finish my workout this morning.  So, thank you legs.  I appreciate it.  And, to reward myself for all the hard work (and three pound weight loss this week), I'm going to enjoy my visit with my grandparents today and her lovely cooking.  Lots of great stuff on the menu.

I know I'm going to have more weeks like this - where I don't know how I'm going to get the energy to P.U.S.H. (I need a t-shirt that says that!)  But, with the support of my family, friends, and readers, I know I'm going to dig deep and find the will to finish.  I'm going to do this.  I'm not going to quit...not when my legs give out...Till I Collapse.

Special Dedication - My mom's youngest brother, who I mentioned in a prior entry, passed away early yesterday morning.  He had stage four lung cancer.  He will be missed dearly.  I love you Uncle Tony.  May you rest in peace.

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