Mondays Rock

No, they do not rock. But I pretend they do because I am a retard. We have established my MR status on several occasions, so this will not come as a surprise to you.

30 minute haul this morning was difficult. The good news is I recovered within a minute or so. HR went from 157 to 135 in a little over one minute. That's a good thing, for you exercise-ignorant out there. Back under 130 within two minutes. Aaaaaawesome.

5K on Saturday, then we're taking my sister's truck to my friend's house to pick up a treadmill. I think I'm going to be a little fried Saturday afternoon. Not because I'll be ON the treadmill - I fully expect to never step on the thing, but from the act of transporting it from wherever it currently resides to a truck, then to the garage. It will likely rot there, but at least I'll have a treadmill for next winter if I have the gumption to get on it. All I can say there is it will be bo-ring.

Speaking of boring, how's this blog entry going? I'm thinking not well. Mayhap I should wrap it up now? Keep it short? Hmmm. Yes, I will. I'll spare you further rambling.

Have a wonderful Monday. Check out a new blog I discovered (that many already read) where she sometimes baits and taunts unsuspecting chat idiots and asks to cyber them. Then she completely throws them off their game - absolutely hilarious. And she's only 26. Talent. Did any of that make sense? I don't think so. Luckily I'm signing off so I don't confuse you further.