So very goddamn tired.
As I mentioned a few days ago, I'm at the point in my marathon preparation where I have to do some strength training. So, this week, I started my Monday/Wednesday/Friday "boot camp" program that goes from 6:00 am to 7:00 am. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I also now get up early to go running since those are bad days to run at lunch at the office.
So, uh, I'm getting up at 5:30am every goddamn day.
You know what? I hate 5:30am. I hate exercising. I hate August. I make stupid choices.
Day 1 of boot camp on Monday was a butt-kicker. I got there by 6:00 am and we immediately launched into various exercises. At one point, when I was feeling particularly tired, I checked my watch. It was 6:06 am. Ugh. The rest of the session didn't go by any faster.
Wednesday's class went a lot better because we did a lot of jogging. Jogging is great because I can do it for about 2 hours if necessary and it really burns up the minutes on the clock. It did put things into perspective for me though. When running is the part of a class that I hate the least, then I know it's a horrible class.