Or in my case, kick it out.

So. ‘Member how I said I punched the crap outta that bag yesterday? Ya well, I now know that I KICKED the crap outta that bag more than I punched it. My legs were sore this morning, but 24 hours later and I feel like I look like I’m learning to walk again. (Or rather, I’d rather not be walking at all…) My inner thighs are so sore that I feel like they shouldn’t be touching anymore…

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Pretty sure I’ll need a run tomorrow to stretch my legs out. I’m going to try to go for 8 miles tomorrow. Should be good. I was hoping the run club at my gym would be started back up by the time I was running again, but I called today, and they aren’t. Boo. So I called the local running store today & they have a group that meets every Saturday at 8am & they do a long run around Westerville. With water throughout the course & food at the end and all! My kinda run club! Only sad thing is, I’ll be out of town this Saturday and next! Boo. 😦 but lucky for me, they are the most dedicated run club and they meet rain, shine, or snow. Yup. All.year.long. Every.Saturday. We’ll see if I can “brave the run”.

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Yes i have this shirt.

Tonight was a concert with friends and my mom. So good.

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Dinner beforehand was a quick one – pasta & meatless meatballs to “carb it up” for tomorrows “longer” run.

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And now watching TV with The Hus and trying to wind down for bed. But I’m so excited that its Friday tomorrow!
‘Night friends!

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