Day 2 of 23: I am a Lazy Whore

The power went out last night. I only know that because the dog went apeshit around 2am and when I woke up everything was pitch dark. It's strange how used to random ambient light we are in our techy society. The TV receiver has a little blue light, two alarm clocks usually glow on the side tables in our bedroom, even the streetlights and outside lights of the neighbors' houses cast light into our homes at night. I thought "Huh, power's out" and went back to sleep. No reason to worry about oversleeping due to the outage, because if there's no power for my alarm? No power at school either.  As it was, the power came back on at about 5:45, just in time to get up and feed the spawn.

I hit the snooze twice. (Lazy. Whore.)

When I finally did get up, it was a battle to get the smalls up and moving. Rain has a sedative effect on everyone, it seems. I made them some waffles and assembled some lunches. Mom stuff. Then I made myself a cup of coffee and plopped down in the living room chair to peruse the news.

Breakfast was my usual "off week" fare.

Ezekiel toast with Sunbutter is delicious.

Also 2 containers of water. Gah. So much water. 

We went to the box for today's Hero WOD. There were burpees. Fucking burpees again. I hate burpees. Because I? Am a Lazy Whore. We ran outside (which was lovely in spite of a light rain), did deadlifts (I loaded up 185#! A new WOD high for me!), and burpee pull-ups (for me, because I can't do bar muscle ups). My DL reps were pretty good until about 30 in when they started to look ugly. I know this, because Justin made his disgusted face at me. On the plus side I don't think 195# is my 1RM anymore, and I managed to get over the bar on every one of my burpee pull-ups. My back feels totally fine, so I didn't do any damage with my ugly reps at least. 

I mashed in my post-WOD snack in at the gym.

Stock photo, it was a yellow pepper today.

Then we went to Target because my stupid blowdryer shorted out yesterday and now that my hair is long I can't get by with a cold air dryer. Stupid hair. And you can't go to Target without going to Starbucks, so...

I had a flat white. Woo dairy!

We got home, I poured some more water down my throat, and then ate again. Because that's what I do. Eat. Constantly.

It's only half a potato. Promise.

After lunch I crawled into bed for a nap. No shower. Lazy Whore. 

I love napping on rainy days. It was legit today, since I'm working tonight, but it just feels decadent to burrow under the covers and snooze while the rain hits the windows.  I didn't sleep very long, unfortunately, but I often don't on my first day back to work. Some sleep is better than no sleep. I probably would have slept longer, but I had to pee. Fucking water. I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep, but I couldn't. Dammit.

So I got up and had a snack.

It's like chips, but not.

And felt very glad that we replaced the sump pump last year.

Any more rain and I'll need a goddamn ark.

And sat in a chair knitting a dishcloth, because I am a lazy whore.

I considered going for a run, because the sun came out and it was relatively warm in spite of the rain, but I didn't because lazy whore. I did get my copy of Runner's World today. That's a Vizsla on the cover with the perky blond. I don't look like that when I run with Lucy. Because I? Am a Lazy Whore. 

She is way too damn happy. 

I do wish to learn how to love every run.

I feel myself falling out of love with running. Which is sad. Running and I were so happy last fall. I wonder if we broke up and running didn't tell me? Maybe running needs more from out relationship. Maybe running has discovered I'm a lazy whore. 

We plopped a roast in the crockpot for dinner. A perfectly nice rainy day meal.

The other half of my mutant potato, and legumes! Woo!

Have I mentioned the water? So much water.

After yesterday's workout my core is shot. Deadlifting today didn't help much. My abs always hurt after deadlifting. I'm sure my ass and hamstrings will be shouty around 2am. That's generally when I start to lock up. 

Speaking of work I should be making my lunch, but I'm not. I also still have not showered. This lazy whore smells delightful. Instead I am eating again.

With cocoa nibs for funsies.

It takes a lot of food to fuel this much sitting around.

So here's my daily snapshot. I have 800ml left to drink, but I'll do that at work. I do have 2.5 hours there before the checkboxes reset at midnight. Plenty of time. 

Look at all those checked boxes! WIN!

Tomorrow Bernie Sanders will be at the Kress Center. I'm going to try to get in to see him, which may or may not work seeing as I'll be daysleeping. I think I'll run over there, then if I can't get in at least I will have gotten 4 miles in round trip. Gotta do something. Saturday is an awake day, so I might get some planks and shoulder work in if I'm feeling particularly ambitious. (Hahahaha ambition. Whatevs.)

I might be too lazy to finish my dessert. 

Is laziness savant a thing?  I'm going to make it a thing. 

The Sloth is my Spirit Animal.