My coworker and I started this everyday stretching routine that would get us off our butts at 2pm. Just get up and stretch! It feels amazing after sitting for long periods of time. Also, we take the stairs as much as we can instead of the elevator (and yet, they never seem to get any easier...hmmm). Even the little things at work that get you up and moving are truly worth it.
On Monday, another coworker bought an Ab-Roller and we wanted to try it out at work. Let's just say that that little contraption is evil and after only three (really tough) "rolls" I was done...and my abs are still reminding me.
As I'm on the subject of work, do any of you run during your lunch break? I know some of you do and I give you major props, by the way. Today was too good of a beautiful day to pass up an outdoor run, so I gave it a try. This will be a little long-winded (ha ha, 'winded!' Pun intended! & you'll know why). Good grief, it felt great, but I was reminded of why I hate running in downtown Seattle:
As I ran along the waterfront, there were wind gusts of up to 30mph just pushing me every which way. My hair kept whipping me in the face and I was just getting pissed. At one point I was struggling so hard going against the wind (on my return route) that after I ran behind a tree I actually fell FORWARD because the wind was keeping me upright. Don't worry, I didn't brody in front of all the noon joggers and transients...but I'm sure they were laughing. Oh, and also my nose was running and I seriously think snot was on the verge of flying out my nose (sorry, gross visual, but it's true!). I had to walk during those moments to regain composure from laughing and wiping my nose. Since there's a bajillion new construction projects going on downtown, there's "Sidewalk Closed" signs all over the place. At one point I was running across a street just as the hand was blinking and apparently a cement truck was turning onto the road I was on, led by a hardhat contractor who proceeded to yell at me "What do you think you're doing?!?!" as I crossed. I yelled back "Shut up!" because I was sick of dodging & weaving pedestrians and dogs on leashes and slow walkers and wiping my nose on my sleeve and stopping at stupid stoplights and being blown around like a ragdoll. Just get me back to my cubicle. But hey, I ran 5.06 miles in 43:34...even after numerous walking stints and stoplights! (Dude, I must've been flying for a couple minutes!) To top it off, Gus decided that he didn't feel like finding a satellite today; he's a little picky lately. Stubborn Gus. So I opted for my good 'ol Trailguru iPhone app. Oh well.
At least I got my run on.