Treadmill Goals/Tracking
- 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. Iām officially modifying my original rule of not reading the book-of-the-week off-treadmill. Iām usually going to look at length and try to divide it up somewhat evenly per day, even if that means either closing that book early (if itās short) or continuing after (if itās long).
Week 186: June 14, 2020 ā June 20, 2020
DAY | PACE | TIME | DISTANCE |
Sunday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:06 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
Monday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:17 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
Tuesday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:09 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
Wednesday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 31:48 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
Thursday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:33 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
Friday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 33:24 min:sec | Ā 1.1 miles |
Saturday | Ā Deep cleaning & rearranging furniture | Ā All damn day | Ā Exceeded all Fitbit goals |
What Iām 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: Having Her Back by Ann Gallagher
Trevor Larson is a Navy brat. Heās used to moving every few years, and thanks to social media, he can stay in touch with the friends he leaves behind. But shortly after he leaves Okinawa, his best friend, Brad Gray, cuts off contact and disappears.
Four years and two bases later, Brad resurfacesāand announces his family is coming to Trevorās base in Spain. But a lotās changed in four years, and Trevor is stunned to find out Brad is now Shannon. Their reunion isnāt quite what either of them had hoped for, but they quickly find their footing, both relieved to have each other back.
Except nothing is ever all sunshine and roses. The military is a small world, and thereās no keeping Shannonās transition a secret. Parents warn their kids away from her. She canāt attend school on-base for fear of harassment or worse. And although her parents try to hide it, being ostracized by their only social circle while theyāre thousands of miles from home is taking a toll on them, too.
More and more, Shannon leans on Trevor. But sheās also drawn to him, and heās drawn right back to her, feeling things heās never felt for anyone before.
Trevorās scared, though. Not of dating a trans girl. Not of damaging his chaplain fatherās career or reputation. After finally getting his friend back, does he dare take things further and risk losing Shannon a second time?
My favorite lines this weekā¦
āæāæ SUNDAY āæāæ
Weād fought like anybody did, but it was never over anything really bad. And whenever thereād been major stuff in our livesālike when our dads came back from their combat toursāweād been rocks for each other. when he told me he was gay and thought his parents would flip out, Iād gone with him to tell them. A hear and a half later, when Iād stupidly tried Spice and freaked the hell out, heād had his older brother drive me straight to the hospital and then called my parents, and heād stayed with me the whole time until the hallucinogenic effects had worn off and Iād started to calm down.
āæāæ MONDAY āæāæ
I dropped my gaze to the notepad Iād been doodling on for three days. If there was one thing that pissed me off more than Trevor himself, it was how much I hadnāt been able to stop thinking about him. I wanted to choke him. Throw him into traffic.
Talk to him.
āæāæ TUESDAY āæāæ
He shrugged and popped the tater tot in his mouth. Talking around it, he said, āOne of our friends is trans.ā It came out so casually, like heād just said someoneās dad had gotten orders or it was hot outside. Normal day. Nothing to see here.
āæāæ WEDNESDAY āæāæ
It was still so weird sometimes to look at him and realize he was Trevor. Back in Japan, heād been gangly and awkward. I mean, so had I. We all were. And Iād still had a crush on him. Heād been one of the first peopled Iād ever told I was gay, but Iād never told him he was the reason Iād figured it out.
āæāæ THURSDAY āæāæ
She pushed her hand under mine and part-way onto my thigh. I separated my fingers, letting hers curl between them.
And for all I knew, the horses came out after that and performed Shakespeare in perfect English while standing on their heads.
The only thing that registered for me was Shannonās hand in mine.
āæāæ FRIDAY āæāæ
After today, and especially tonight, I was flying. My lips still tingled, and I swore I could still feel wherever that tiny bit of stubble on his chin had grazed my skin. All those feelings Iād had years ago, back when Iād been drooling over him and realized I was definitely into boysāthose had nothing on how I felt tonight. That had been a silly little crush, one kid staring at another with eyes full of floaty hearts and all that crazy stuff.
āæāæ SATURDAY āæāæ
āThey listened to their child,ā he growled. āThey respected that she knows herself, and they understood that trying to force her to be a boy was a good way to drive their own child away from them and quite possibly to suicide.ā He pulled in a deep breath through his nose. āYou tell me, Mrs. Carsonāif your son came to you and said he needed to transition, what choice would you make? Raise a girl, or bury a boy?