When Ryan and I arrived at the gym, we hopped on side-by-side treadmills to begin our workouts. Within 30 seconds, I hopped off, declaring I “just wasn’t feeling it.”
I chose an elliptical beside Ryan’s treadmill instead and peddled away for 30 minutes, thinking I would then head upstairs to take a 6 a.m. yoga class.
After my 30 minutes were up, a single thought ran through my mind. I could dig deep and finish my cardio workout by completing only 20 more minutes on a cardio machine, or I could take an hour long yoga class. I opted for the short and dirty option!
Yoga = No-ga (Ryan’s words, not mine. 
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After my 30 minutes on the elliptical, I completed a 15-minute treadmill workout that looked like this:
| Minutes | Incline | Speed |
| 0 – 1 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 1 – 3 | 1.0 | 6.5 |
| 3 – 3:30 | 1.0 | 9.0 |
| 3:30 – 4:30 | 1.0 | 6.5 |
| 4:30 – 5 | 1.0 | 9.1 |
| 5 – 6 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 6 – 6:30 | 1.0 | 9.2 |
| 6:30 – 7:30 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 7:30 – 8 | 1.0 | 9.3 |
| 8 – 9 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 9 – 9:30 | 1.0 | 9.4 |
| 9:30 – 10:30 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 10:30 – 11 | 1.0 | 9.5 |
| 11 – 12 | 1.0 | 6.0 |
| 12 – 15 | 8.0 | 4.0 |
Since Ryan still wasn’t done with his workout when I finished my treadmill session, I read magazines on the elliptical for another 10 minutes while waiting for him to finish.
Breakfast
After a 20 minute walk with Sadie, I downed a cup of coffee with almond milk (obsessed with our new Keurig!) and got to work on breakfast.
In today’s smoothie:
- 1 1/4 c. almond milk
- 1 c. frozen strawberries
- 1 scoop chocolate protein powder
- 1 tbsp. peanut butter
- 1 1/2 tbsp. cocoa powder
- 1 tsp. xanthan gum
- 1 handful fresh spinach
Cocoa powder makes smoothies so chocolaty. I’m a fan!
Mouse in the House
In other news, our unwelcome guests are getting braver. Too brave.
Yes that picture is for real. FOR REAL. We live among vermin. In my head, I’m repeating August 1… August 1… August 1… Get me out of here. (Also, if any of you say that mouse is cute, I may have to pummel your face.)
The little guy in the above picture is currently perched under our oven and is dying for some food out of Sadie’s bowl. She is not having it. Like Joey Tribiani, “Sadie doesn’t share food!”
Let’s hope this ends well… though I’m not really sure what “well” entails.
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Julie you need the claws of death as we lovingly call them here in Holland.
http://www.afunnythinghappenedtravels.com/2011/06/if-you-give-mouse-some-muesli.html
We caught one mouse with them, but can’t seem to get the rest. I woke up and had a heart attack two nights ago when I thought I heard one – so I feel you it’s AWFUL!
My mom says old school glue traps work. I need a cat. Maybe you can teach Sadie how to fetch mice?