- 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 109: December 23, 2018 – December 29, 2018
|Sunday||30 min/mile||30:04 min:sec||1 mile|
|Monday||30 min/mile||30:12 min:sec||1 mile|
|Tuesday||30 min/mile||30:58 min:sec||1 mile|
|Wednesday||30 min/mile||31:16 min:sec||1 mile|
|Thursday||30 min/mile||31:06 min:sec||1 mile|
|Friday||30 min/mile||30:37 min:sec||1 mile|
|Saturday||30 min/mile||30:04 min:sec||1 mile|
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: Dawn (Expedition 63 :: Book 3) by T.A. Creech
Yakecen Sinohui can see the end in sight for the stranded crew of the Station. Each breath is a countdown until they’re able to return to Earth, until the poison clouds have cleared enough to leave. Though it’s a bad idea, Yakecen is drawn into the orbit of their resident biologist, Eli, someone who has kept Yakecen’s head in the game with his sunny presence.
The universe, however, has one last middle finger to give the weary crew.
Eli Palamo doesn’t object to Yakecen’s covert attention. He’s pined for his friend from the first moment they met, and isolation has strengthened their bond as the hardships forced them lean on each other completely. Yakecen is all he’s ever wanted. Nothing will be enough to tear them apart, if Eli has anything to say about it, not even Yakecen’s own demons. Definitely not the end of their disastrous mission and their fight for survival.
My favorite lines this week…
✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿
A couple of discreet gulps around the feeling settled his stomach. Ugh. What a pain in the ass. When would those memories fade away, like his counselor promised?
✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿
The frustration buzzed in the back of his mind, a solitary bee.
Discontent rumbled around his belly and tightened his chest. “If I knew what the problem was, I would just fix it. Then an apology would be moot.”
✿✿ TUESDAY ✿✿
Eli rounded on him the moment their door slid shut. A closed, creased expression had replaced the happy, but wary one from a moment ago. “Tell me the truth. How bad is this?”
✿✿ WEDNESDAY ✿✿
“By the power vested in me as third ranked on this oversized tin can and the state of Arizona, before the whole of the cosmos, I declare you united as one. Kiss.”
✿✿ THURSDAY ✿✿
The Zvedza never stood a chance. Slender javelins of their own home, the destroyed truss, followed the wake of whatever it was that hit them, and smashed with a sniper bullet’s precision into the sleek hull. A puff of smoke appeared.
✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿
“Now we just gotta figure out how to get six grown men strapped into a capsule built to carry three,” Eli pointed out.
✿✿ SATURDAY ✿✿
Saito’s eyes rolled so hard, the movement was just about vocal. “A little tact would be a skill for you to learn, my friend.”