Okay…so I have an addiction. I think I’ve spoken of addictions before, but I’m not going to take the time to find the other posts…so there. Nope, I am now addicted to Old Dutch Cheese Popcorn. This will truly be the death of me if I keep buying it. And then I’m going to go to hell where there will be Old Dutch Cheese Popcorn lining the walls, but when I go to grab some I’ll run into glass and Satan will laugh his fool head off. Then he’ll take me into another room where there will be mountains of Limey Tostitos which will also be protected by some super shield and all I’ll be able to do is look at them. Hell awaits me.
So last Thursday I did go to Bally’s and ellipticated for 32 minutes. It felt good, but then I also felt like hell the rest of the day. Summer colds suck, but see my other blog about that. The rest of the weekend I did nothing. Today I had the afternoon off so I went running. I ran around the lake and fields – 1.25 miles – without stopping, which was good, but then I was dying, which was bad. Having no lung capacity since it’s filled up with good and not working out since Thursday and it being hotter out than originally planned did not help. I walked ¼ mile then ran another ¼ then walked the rest of the way around the lake (3/4 mile total) and then back home. So 2 miles in about 20 minutes. Not bad, but not good either. Of course then I went home and ate a whole bag of OD Cheese Popcorn. There’s a reason their initials are OD because that’s what I did…I OD’d on the popcorn. So not good. Trying to counter it with fruit tonight but not doing well. Ugh.
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