Treadmill Week 57 & What I #amreading

Treadmill Goals:

  • Get on the treadmill (or equivalent exercise) daily
  • Pace is fine at 30 min/mile, although I may up it on occasion
  • Time range between 30 minutes and 1 hour per day
  • Distance 1-2 miles per day
  • Read the chosen book, which I won’t allow myself to read outside of my treadmill time, hopefully motivating me to reach or exceed the above goals (exception…at the end of the week where a book is highlighted, I will finish it off-treadmill so I can feature something new the next week)

Note: Although I will try to avoid them, my daily #amreading updates may or may not contain spoilers, so read at your own risk.


What I #amreading: Regency Rogues Box Set by Ruby Moone

Starting with the first book in the box set: Fallen, then The Heat of the Moment, and the beginning of The Wrong Kind of Angel. I’ll have to finish the rest off-treadmill!

My favorite lines this week:

  • 36283723SUNDAY – Sorry, no treadmill/reading time today, but I did shovel the whole damned driveway, so that offsets the exercise portion, anyway.
  • MONDAY – (Fallen) For a moment, Oliver thought he was back in France. He could see nothing but the flicker of firelight, hear nothing but the discordant, terrified cries of the injured and dying. As the sound grew louder he jerked upright and blinked in the semi darkness with sweat beading his entire body. Dragging in huge breaths through his nose, he dragged his blanket around him and shuddered with the naked relief that he was in his own bed safe in London.
  • TUESDAY – (Fallen) He was surprised at just how much his father had influenced the way he felt about himself. He was shocked at the depth of shame that had swamped him, kept swamping him, but he began to think more in terms of how he could conduct a relationship with Daniel more than how much he needed to apologize.
  • WEDNESDAY – (The Heat of the Moment) He settled himself into a position where he stood the best chance of being unobserved, fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, clamped it over his mouth, and squeezed tight his eyes. Tears rolled over his hands, and into his mouth and nose as he wept.
  • THURSDAY – (The Heat of the Moment) Rain hammered against his head, thunder rumbled in the distance and lightning danced across the horizon. His arms burned, his heart was pounding almost out of his chest, and he could barely breathe when he got there.
  • FRIDAY – (The Wrong Kind of Angel) Listening to the howling wind and watching the falling snow blanket the landscape from the safety of his study made him feel exceedingly cosy. He picked up the paper, sipped his tea, and propped his feet on the stool. Horatio promptly settled himself on his lap and he was tempted to kick off his shoes and toast his feet by the fireside Mrs. Darnley had adorned with holly, making the room feel almost festive.
  • SATURDAY – (The Wrong Kind of Angel) Harry sucked in a breath, straightened his spine, and stared into the fire. His head and ears were still ringing with the spectacle that he had just witnessed. He looked up at Charlie, seeing him in a new light, but he needed to pull himself together. It was time for the truth no matter what it cost. The words came out in a tumble.


Week 57: December 24, 2017 – December 30, 2017

DAY PACE TIME DISTANCE
Sunday  30 min/mile  1 hour  Shoveled Driveway
Monday  30 min/mile  30:55 min:sec  1 mile
Tuesday  30 min/mile  30:50 min:sec  1 mile
Wednesday  30 min/mile  33:43 min:sec  1.1 miles
Thursday  30 min/mile  31:04 min:sec  1 mile
Friday  30 min/mile  30:21 min:sec  1 mile
Saturday  30 min/mile  30:43 min:sec  1 mile

 

2 thoughts on “Treadmill Week 57 & What I #amreading

    1. It was a sad yet beautiful scene. <3 That story was quite different from anything I’d read before. Lovely story. 🙂

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