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Happy Thanksgiving eve to the blogosphere. I spent my night running, at Barre and baking a cheesecake for tomorrow’s festivities. This of course after I enjoyed a very slow, but productive day at work. Fortunately, I don’t have to cook tomorrow only bring my cheesecake and an appetizer.
After my disappointing at last Sunday’s race, I was eager to hit the pavement and log some additional miles. Sadly, much like last’s Sunday’s race the miles were slow and laborious. Nonetheless, I logged a little over two miles with the Piggie before heading to pilates for the evening. I am hoping that my run Friday goes a bit easier than tonight’s run. The boys are an I are planning to run the Jingle Bell Jog for the 3rd year in a row. Hopefully, by then my pace has improved and the miles aren’t nearly as laborious as they were tonight.
Post-run, I headed back home to hang with the boys before they headed to the Panther’s game. While I headed to the pilates studio, Goalielocks and the Mayor headed to the Florida Panther’s game with Uncle Jon. They were so excited to go that the Mayor had his chores down by 9:00 am. In fact, he even sent me pictures to prove that he had done it. When I got home from work last night, none of their daily chores had been done. Like a tyrant, I told them if they didn’t their chores today, there would be no hockey game tonight. This proved to be a great motivator for them.
As they enjoyed the free food at the Corona Club at BB&T, I was working my tail off at Burn. Tonight, my instructor Adam, showed no mercy as we took to the TRX for the first half of class. TRX is a great way to get strong and get fit without a lot of equipment. Undoubtedly, I will feel this class tomorrow. Fortunately, I’m heading back for more punishment tomorrow before our Thanksgiving dinner.
Tonight’s song is “Dreams” by the Cranberries. I loved this song from the moment it hit the airways. I would have bought the CD if my dad hadn’t beat me to it!