RUN 2 miles with alternating 2'/2' walking. Yay!!!!!
The ankle is tight, less ROM, tight on steps too. Minimal if any pain. Nova gained 6 pounds this spring, all in her belly. She does not want to run, but she joined for 0.6 miles. Brat.
I have most creative excuse for "starting tomorrow": the anniversary of a day is the zero day (1000) and so if I want my anniversaries to align then I need to start on the next day. FUCKING HELL.
Today is really the 1000, when I compare how the trackers align this is correct. Good thing, because yesterday was a FAIL. Came home to not walking dog, not walking grass, not watercolor, not chores. Instead home to moria: most all standing until 930pm cucumbers, chicken, yogurt, rice yogurt+rice, more, chicken, rice, oats. At least no potato or protein powder or applesauce. Small wins. FUCKING HELL.
But also FUCKING AWESOME to be 1000 days, proof that you can make change in a good way.
Today, arrive home and take out the dog. Come in and change clothes and wash up. Check on kitchen tasks: tomato soup and chicken in skillet. Watercolor palettes. Dog play.
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