Days 5, 6, 7 - Holy Smokes!

Ok so, over the weekend, I continued this challenge, and I didn't event cheat except for the tiniest little bit.

For the challenge, I'm supposed to work out 5 - 6 times per week. I took Saturday as my OFFICIAL Day of Rest because my legs were in dire dire dire exhaustion from the Wednesday work out at Hoover Dam with Char, and from a 1.5 hour walk on Thursday with Mike, and from a 45 minute bike ride to work with some actual terrain on Friday. 

I mean, my legs have never hurt so bad in my life, and I have done plenty of things to tear up those muscles. Stairs were a nightmare, the burning and stabby feeling was too much. I mean- I can't even describe to you, because I'm sure you'd just think I was being a baby, but I really wasn't. 

So on Saturday, I rested. I even took ibuprofen TWICE in one day, which I never ever ever do. My medication intake is exactly TWO ibuprofen, on the first day of my period. That's it. So four in one day is basically monumental.

Anyway.

The Day of Rest and ibuprofen did good things, and on Sunday I was able to get up and do some work. And by work, I don't mean the prescribed exercise that I was supposed to do. I mean I moved. Residences. I moved boxes, and a giant couch and a bed.

I stuck to the diet, even though I cooked for others (my cheat = I sampled my guacamole to make sure it tasted OK) and went out with friends to Ericka Hughes & the Well Mannered CD release party.