My Homework was to do what I just did, NO HARD BREATHING which means when I’m about to feel as if my lungs is about to clutch itself from inhaling and exhaling; I’ll slowly pace myself to brisk walking or turn myself walk a little less effort before I switch back to a mall-kind-like of walking pace.
I’m supposed to achieve 2-3x training per week and increase my mileage and days gradually until I get back to struggling to my ultimate goal of Six workouts per week–2 days of strength training, 3 days of shorter-distance runs, and 1 day of longer distance
I’m actually training myself to wake up a little much more earlier from a slacking time management since I will get back to the employed world sometime soon. I’d have to make my body get used to running early morning runs which I already foresee myself conking out in a couple of hours after during the mid-day until I get myself set for better days.
It’s going to take some time but every run is worth it. I woke up at around 4am but I didn’t want to wake up my mom to secure the house since I’m going out for a run, so I’ll have my homework done late today.
Have I mentioned that doing home chores is supremely tiring? I’m living the domestic life and intend to practice this lifestyle until I get back to the world of independence. It’s been weeks since our helper left us.
Swear, I really don’t get it why everyone’s rushing to getting married or at least the fact they’re all about to get married? Don’t you all realize that having a family is such a work out already? I’m single but having a Mom who’s supportive on my quest on knowing more strategy on how to take good care of a home is making me have a better perspective to just shoot, aim and hit my career; get rich and retire early with helpers to do the cleaning. Haha!
Damn being a woman. What an over share of thought.