Good Josephine, Bad Josephine: The Struggle Continues...

I spent the last 5 days at the beach (well 4 days at the beach, then 1 day getting home when my car decided it need a new clutch, but that's a different story entirely). I actually surprised myself in that my desire to run every morning was greater than my running wardrobe. I had only packed two outfits for running, but found myself itching to run all four mornings. So I split the difference by running for 30 minutes 2 days, going for a 30 minute walk another day, then resting the last day I was there. The weather was gorgeous and something about not having to wake up early and rush my morning workout really made me want to just wake up and go for a leisurely run.

And now that I've patted myself on the back for continuing to run while on vacation, I will admit to a 4-day drought preceding the vacation. Saturday night (June 27) I attended a bachelorette party where we were hammered before sundown and the first to arrive at a kareoke bar in the city (neither of which I can say is a particularly great indicator of a successful night out, though it was fun).

Naturally on Sunday morning I was somewhat hungover, which could only be cured by IHOP pancakes, hash browns, and a nap. After I roused from sleep I had to rally and attend a wedding reception (couple had eloped) where I found myself powerless in resisting the bride and groom's insistence on taking shots at the bar. Monday morning brought another hangover and overwhelming feeling of sloth, and consequently no exercising.

Tuesday morning I was still feeling tired from two hard nights out and thus I decided against getting up to run before work (once again . . . man, this blog is really losing the fight against the dynamic duo of drinking and hangovers). Wednesday was much of the same, actually I can't remember why I didn't work out before work, I'll just go ahead and assume it was lethargy.

But I'm glad to say I'm back on track, having gone for a 29-minute run this morning before work. It was nice and cool out so that was a huge plus. But I was sad to not be doing it on Ocean Blvd with a salty ocean breeze blowing while I passed myriad bikers, runner, and walkers who were also enthused about exercising on vacation.