- 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 112: Janary 13, 2019 – January 19, 2019
|Sunday||30 min/mile||32:14 min:sec||1 mile|
|Monday||30 min/mile||31:03 min:sec||1 mile|
|Tuesday||30 min/mile||30:25 min:sec||1 mile|
|Wednesday||30 min/mile||30:33 min:sec||1 mile|
|Thursday||30 min/mile||31:56 min:sec||1 mile|
|Friday||30 min/mile||30:41 min:sec||1 mile|
|Saturday||30 min/mile||30:50 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: Bad Case of Loving You by Laney Cairo
This is a book that I’ve had for a long, long time, and have reread many times. Near as I can tell, the only way to purchase it right now is in paperback format on Amazon.
Matthew is a medical student, trying to ignore his various roommates’ wild parties and get through his classes. Andrew is his instructor, a doctor at a prestigious British hospital. They’re not supposed to be attracted to each other, but they can’t deny their undeniable chemistry. They come together with a heat that surprises them both, and through doctor’s strikes, dealing with Andrew’s teenaged son, and hospital red tape, Andrew and Matthew learn to live, and love together. Is their relationship just what the doctor ordered?
My favorite lines this week…
✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿
Dr. Maynard nodded approvingly and I knew what a pet dog felt like when he dropped a soggy stick at someone’s feet.
✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿
Nevins, on the other hand, was a giggler, in the sort of silly, infections way that only geeky blokes had. I liked him better like that, especially when I noticed it was only Lin that he kept spontaneously hugging.
She seemed sober still, apart from her pink cheeks, but she kept cuddling Nevins back, and fiddling with her hair. We had actual, in the flesh, nerd courtship happening here, and Nevins was so damned pleased with himself that I kind of forgave him for walking back into the storeroom yesterday.
✿✿ TUESDAY ✿✿
His bedroom was messy, but without the level of microbiological dismay that mine had. There was no underlying odour of mildew, fewer textbooks, and there was the world’s shiniest sound system on the bookshelf. Andrew might not drive a fancy, or even clean, car but the man was a sound equipment whore.
✿✿ WEDNESDAY ✿✿
F was grinning at me like the idiot he was, but I had no intention of elaborating on my sexual adventures. For a start, if I did, F might decide to return the confidence and tell me in excruciating detail about his sex life, too, and I really didn’t feel up to it.
✿✿ THURSDAY ✿✿
Cecelia next door was singing ‘Killing Me Softly,’ and it occurred to me that Fox and Gimbel would probably kill her, and not very softly, for what she was doing to their precious song.
✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿
Angie stared at me, and I smiled in a way that I hoped was disarming, but probably just made me look like a serial killer in training.
✿✿ SATURDAY ✿✿
F walked in, opened the fridge, and said over his shoulder, “You’ve got the spare room tonight, if we can stick Clarissa into a taxi without her puking. Save it for then.”