- 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)
Week 69: March 18, 2018 – March 24, 2018
|Sunday||30 min/mile||30:05 min:sec||1 mile|
|Monday||30 min/mile||30:33 min:sec||1 mile|
|Tuesday||30 min/mile||30:10 min:sec||1 mile|
|Wednesday||30 min/mile||30:17 min:sec||1 mile|
|Thursday||30 min/mile||30:22 min:sec||1 mile|
|Friday||30 min/mile||30:28 min:sec||1 mile|
|Saturday||30 min/mile||37:19 min:sec|| 1.2 miles
(I was close to the end, so I had to finish the story!)
What I’m Reading
Note: Although I will try to avoid them, my weekly reading snippets may or may not contain spoilers, so read at your own risk.
What I #amreading: Artificial Heart by T.A. Creech
My favorite lines this week:
✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿
With a deep breath, he straightened his deep green tie in a nervous little twitch and strode into the squat, beige eyesore that was his new workplace.
✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿
“You want anything?” Travis called back.
“No.” Moving away from the windows, Virgil glanced around in an attempt to find a reasonably clean seat in the establishment. An absolute failure. He gave up that desperate search after only a moment and stood in silence.
✿✿ TUESDAY ✿✿
Travis couldn’t help but chuckle at his partner’s faux disdainful expression. Virgil worked with a whole host of alphas, day in and day out, never once doing anything worse than cock a severe black eyebrow until the other backed off. Travis refused to question such a kindness though.
✿✿ WEDNESDAY ✿✿
“Cease moving,” Virgil growled in his ear. “You are in enough trouble as it stands. Further attempts at foolishness will not be tolerated.”
✿✿ THURSDAY ✿✿
“My hair is not for guidance. I am well aware of what I’m doing.”
✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿
“No?” Travis breathed, the only thing that kept him present instead of lost in a quaking panic.
✿✿ SATURDAY ✿✿
His mate didn’t snore, Travis suspected Virgil didn’t need to sleep really, but the whirring clicks of his alpha’s air intake apparatus served the same vaguely annoying function. Different, but so much the same.