Grace Kelly and I had discussed the potential rain that was forecasted for this morning. We decided we would go running then go to Zumba. If it was raining, we would skip the morning run, go to Zumba, and then get our six miles in later in the evening.
Then Kelly texted me this morning at 5:45. She was sick. She wouldn't be making the run. And then I listened to the night, and it was raining. The rain, no Kelly, and the thought of failing at another magic mile kept me in bed as well. And then I felt so guilty that I couldn't fall back asleep.
So I laid around for an hour or so before getting up. I got dressed and went to the strength training class at the rec center. It's been a while, so it felt good to work out some of those muscles that I re-discovered at the Warrior Dash. It's not as intense as the circuit that I used to do, but it's a good start.
Tuesday, Renae was taking requests for Saturday's Zumba class. She would be doing an extended "Turkey Burn" workout, and she would do some of our old favorites. So I requested one and was excited when she knew which one it was and said it out loud.
So imagine my disappointment when we went through an hour and half of Zumba, and my song didn't play. Total bummer! But of course, it was a fun class, and I loved having the extra half hour. It was like a mini Zumba-thon.
Now, I'm concerned about my six miles. It's still raining outside and yucky. I really don't want to go to the rec center and run around the track 60 times. That sounds...torturous. But I'll have to get it in somehow. Let's hope for the weather to clear up.