Yesterday was one of *those* days in Chicago. Rainy and windy and miserable. But warm! I spent the day hoping the rain would let up enough for me to go running. I don't mind running in rain. But severe-thunderstorm-rain combined with darkness didn't sound like a good recipe to me.
Then there was the thunder and lightening as I walked home from the train. And then I saw this:
So I decided to trade my normal Monday night run for a date with the world's evilest aerobics instructor.
And because I felt like making up for not running, I chose to try Level 3 of the Shred. I've never done Level 3 before and I don't do the Shred regularly.
As I lay on the floor panting and dizzy and trying to recover I realized it had stopped storming. Damn.
I should have just gone for a run.
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Ugh. Level 3 is the worst. THE WORST! I was just thinking about the Shred and how I haven't done it in a long time. Bleh.
You didn't get any water in your basement, did you?
I am afraid to even attempt THE SHRED. Would you recommend it...though maybe not as an impulsive substitute for running?
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