I think not.
I did find myself fantasizing today about the day Tony would add carbs to my meal plan. I have never been a low-carb devotee - not during the Atkins Age nor the Season of South Beach. I have always clung to my fresh fruit, my squishy soft 100% whole wheat bread, my spinach pasta, my lovely baked potatoes.
Today, I started the day with a Myoplex shake, because I was too busy getting my 5 1/2 year old ready for crazy hair day (which of course made my 4 1/2 year old want crazy hair too). I downloaded my workout and was thrilled to see that it was a 60-minute cardio session. I ran the 10-mile Broad Street Run this past May. This would be cake! (Well, not cake, exactly. I may never see cake again...but that's another story.)
After dropping the girls off at day care, I headed over to my favorite trail - Forbidden Drive. Five miles of secluded trail open only to foot traffic, bikes and horseback (I passes a man on horseback in my first mile and was not unaware of how blessed I am to have my trail.). The trail extends alongside the Wissahickon Creek and there are beautiful covered bridges and waterfalls at different points along the way, and it's lined with huge trees that provide shade even in the most excruciating heat of summer. I started off at a slow jog and took it easy for the first mile. I decided to increase for a minute every five minutes and break into a run. Well, the problem with that plan is that I underestimated how the soreness of the previous three days' workouts would affect my running. In short, it SUCKED. I ended up walking and then walk/running the last 2 miles. But I finished, so I"m not going to beat myself up. I gave it my all.
And tomorrow is another day.
OK, I guess I'll leave it at that for now. More later!
Oh, and by the way - 191.2 this morning. YEAH BABY!