I had a tough time on my run this morning, and wound up doing it with plenty of walking. Oh well– at the least I got out there (although I forgot to write about it until nighttime). Hills are still giving me heartburn. Hills suck.
I’ve had one eye on my calendar trying to figure out when I can get back in the water and dive. We’re approaching the end of hurricane season, so that’s a plus, but weekends are filling up rapidly until the end of the year so I might have to wait until January or February. I’d like to get a couple dives in before I head to Hawaii in March, just so I don’t fall out of practice!
My husband’s parents gave me money for my birthday that I’ve planned on putting towards some gear; I’d like to buy an octo and gauges, and maybe a BCD. We’ll see how far I can stretch their present! The dive shop is closed on Sundays though, so I haven’t been able to get out there yet…
Running While Fat 