Notes
WELL. Tried to workout in the morning on Sat at the hotel, and since Ronnie wanted to too, I figured I'd try out the dreadmill for the first time IN MY LIFE. I wanted to do a tempo and figured rather than dick around on streets I don't know and have to worry about directions while tempoing, I'd let the treadmill do the work for me. Set the thing to 1% and got started on my warmup. Weird to start but got going fine after not too long. Worst part is having to concentrate the whole time... let that mind wander too much and you're stepping in places you're not supposed to be stepping and SPLAT.
Anyway, after the two @7:15, upped the pace to 5:45. 45seconds in, and the piece of crap turned off, wouldn't turn back on. Unplug, replug, no good... Uhhhhhh... okay let's try eliptical. Get on that for like a minute (hate it more) and treadmill back ON. Get on it, up it to 5:40, it gives me 3 min and then OFF. Fuck. Finally turns back on, give it 2.5 more @6:40 and then decided 'this is stupid, I could just do a run outside.' And then, didn't. Not proud of it but was on a time crunch and fuck if this workout wasn't wasted at this part of the day, anyway. Ronnie's family activites all day after, so no luck with another.
Not my proudest day, but I haven't seen Ronnie in two months. She gets priority.