Happy Father’s Day Daddy!
You have spoiled me for any man who doesn’t love, respect, and protect me as much as you do. You’ve watched over me since I was a little girl and continue to do so to this day. You’ve always been my dad and I am so proud that I can now call you my friend. Thanks to you and Mommy for setting up a good home to raise children so that they would walk in the ways of the Lord and in your ways. Thanks for teaching me to dance. Thanks for giving me great legs. Thanks for my nose. Thanks for giving me art and style. Thanks for giving me me.
I love you. Now and always.
Now stop smoking!
PS. Why couldn’t you give me skinny?!? Oh well, I guess you wanted me to work hard on something. Especially since you were always there to make me the best science project in the class!
Insanity Cardio Recovery
JP Morgan Corporate Challenge (3.5 miles)
I had several goals for this evening’s race, but no expectations.
1. Beat last year’s time (33:19), which itself was a great race for me and, really, the start to my renewed health kick.
2. Beat my fastest race pace (9:16). I kinda was wishing that this was a NYRR race so that if I met my goal, my bib time would go down.
3. Break 9 minute mile pace.
As you can see, I accomplished a lot out in the park today. It hurt like hell. But for once, I didn’t care. I knew today would be an exercise in mental fortitude. I didn’t listen to my body’s deception. I knew it could carry me quickly down the course.
And it did.
Oh and I had one last goal.
4. Wear booty shorts and don’t care what you look like. Just look hot.
Oh and this is what I ate/drank today:
Full review coming soon, but long story short Liquiteria kinda sucks and I think I am over juice cleansing.
Nice salad for lunch.
Tuna steak and red cabbage slaw for dinner. No bun but I hurt those fries. Sorry!