Sare Bear and Hot Latina. And oh my, it was indeed hot.
Me n Shabby Princess. Notice I'm like 11 shades darker than her and it's only March.
It's going to be another brown summer for this Pink Girl.
Today however, after a delicious breakfast of caterer biscuit, I donated blood.
I eat 2nd breakfast at the caterer way to often. She sees me coming and has my biscuit ready.The sight of blood does not bother me. Needles don't bother me. My low blood pressure however, doesn't appreciate this activity. I (usually) pass out. Ice pack on my neck, Lara bar in my paw and Better Than Ezra on the iPod, I managed to remain conscious. Success!
What silly head wears a pencil skirt to donate blood?Later, I had plans to meet Shabby Princess for lunch. Only due to unforeseen thievery, she was unavoidable detained. So In N Out solo. Sad pink panda.
It's a grilled cheese, not meat, so don't get excited. Cept it's not really grilled.
Wednesday nights are typically pool nights. I had 2600 yds planned. Only I kinda sorta remembered the phlebotomist telling me no vigorous exercise for 24 hours. Not that my slow pace in the pool qualifies as vigorous...but I consulted the internets to see what I could find. And most resources agreed that I should treat this as a rest day. Sigh.
Sokay, I'm ready for a really big weekend of workouts! Friday is a big swim day. Saturday I'm heading to the lake, rain or shine, for 20x3 on my bike with a short run in between. Sounds like fun, yes? Yes! Sunday I've got an OWS planned followed by another few hours on the bike. Then, as Drum says, taper like a madwoman! She's right, my body is still tired from my 50K two weeks ago so I'm going to make this taper count.
If there's one sport I'm good at, it's resting!
Do you give blood? Does it wear you out like it does me?