Oh my, no matter how I try to get on track I get knocked off. That is ok, I am just picking myself back up.
Monday - I was supposed to run. But I had moved ALL the kids toys to the living room as, we were getting our carpets cleaned on Tuesday. Monday night stepped on a kid toy, broke it ad rolled my ankle. AWESOME!
Tuesday - I planned a rest day. I was insanely busy. I ended up getting home at 1AM Wednesday morning, going to bed and being woken up at 4AM with the baby barfing on me. AWESOME!
Wednesday - I drank so much coffee my stomach should have wholes in it from all the acid. Didn't phase me. No workout, struggled through the day with a sick kiddo, very little sleep and half day for the big kid. AWESOME!
Thursday - Today, it is Thursday and my list of shit to get done grows. On top of it all I have an event for my business (Snarky Posh) tonight in Marysville. That is an hour north of me. Which goes until 10PM. Then I get to come home and try to sleep, maybe, please kiddo feel better.
Basically, week 3 of C25K is a big fat FAILURE, but you know what it just means that I can start it again next week.
This won't derail me. Just take me on a little tangent. Getting back on track. Starting Friday, waiting Saturday okay Sunday at the latest.