Stairs and Sleep

pulling myself out of bed to make it to the run yesterday was a chore. i so wanted to stay in bed. i got onto the subway at 7:49. caught an express train. got off at 8:01 and started running. and running. and running. the group had already left by the time i got to the 'bag watch' but a few people were still getting ready. i just kept running. only the group had taken a different route which included huge, i mean huge (ok not that huge) hills. later, my trusty mentor V pointed out that we were supposed to stop every ten minutes and do squats. oops. it was cold. i was sore. and i just wanted to crawl back into bed which i did the second i got home. i hope next week is a bike ride, not a run. i want to go for a ride! today i told L i'd go for a ride with her. i also mentioned to S that i'd go for a run. i really just wanted to go to a pilates class but ended up at the gym doing the stairmaster instead. oh the many options! i haven't really been on a stairmaster since college when it was the exercise du jour for girls trying to starve off the freshman fifteen. so back on the stairmaster i went and i actually enjoyed it. overall i don't feel like i did that great of a workout this weekend. i didn't push myself as much as i should have... but i'm trying to not overdo this whole attempt to be a triathlete thing.