Day 10: The Treadmill, my new BFF

Well today is yet another hot and muggy day.  Rather than face the elements outside I punked out and ran on the treadmill yet again today.  I wrote out a routine that would keep me changing up the pace every few minutes because otherwise I just get too bored to continue.  My very well thought out routine is below:

Today's plan to get me to 6 miles

The first mile or two were the hardest mentally but then I sort of got in the zone.  I was watching/listening to the biggest loser on Hulu.  I think the biggest loser is completely unrealistic and gives obese people a terrible model for how to be healthy and lose weight, but every so often they have shots of 300+ lb people huffing on the TM and when I see that it makes me stick with it.  If someone who weighs 300+ lbs doesn't quit on the treadmill, neither should I.  There's no reason that I have to be a quitter if they can tough it out.  

The last two miles however really sucked.  I wasn't actually tired during those last two miles, rather a woman who had taken a French bath took up residence next to me.  Honestly, there are 5 treadmills, all in working order, why do you have to go on the one next to me?  I wish that men and women would all get the damn message that you aren't at the gym to smell pretty and that excessive perfume and/or cologne just isn't necessary or welcome.  Next time an overly odored person gets next to me I think I'll ask them to move or just start blowing snot rockets at them.  ;-)  Perfumes are both a migraine and asthma trigger for me and honestly you are an INCONSIDERATE BITCH if you wear them to the gym.  People also wear them to races... just say NO and embrace the BO.

Post workout selfie (after I'd toweled off several times):

Bringing sexy back. Hell yes for my 5head!

On tap for tomorrow: 8 miles, hopefully outdoors.