Trying to find the necessary peace and quiet that I need to successfully study for my personal training certification is like looking for a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. When I sit on the couch, they cuddle up as close as possible to me and nudge my study materials out of the way because they need to be comfortable. When I sit at the table, Miles wants to sit at the table with me and be part of the action and Chase whines until I let him on my lap.
A dios Mio. I am very easily distracted, and the cuteness of my dogs is too difficult for me to ignore. Indulging in their little moments of adorableness is my weakness.
Before my failed attempts at studying last night I decided to do my 8 mile progressive run for the week. I didn't have high hopes because I have been feeling exhausted this week and had to literally roll myself off my bed in the morning, which was at about 10 a.m. and I never sleep till 10...EVER.
Often times when my body is in it's most tired state, I run my best. Not really sure how that works out, but my life always defies the norm. My first mile started at a leisurely 7:41, by mile 5 I was at 7:01. Miles 6 through 8 clocked in sub 7, and felt great.
Progressively picking it up on my long runs brings fire to my legs and makes the endorphins fly through my body. It was a great way to start my weekend that was followed by a delicious dinner and the movie Despicable Me. I love how childrens movies melt my heart and bring tears to my eyes.
I made my hubby gluten free pasta in a white wine cream sauce with chicken and bacon. It was a party in my mouth, and will probably be my midnight snack this evening.
Tonight I need to make up for yesterdays lost studying time. With the hubs home, the dogs, my still new iPhone, and the million other things that I let distract me I hope that I make some progress. Heres to wishful thinking!