Saturday, I ran. I set the alarm for 7 AM. I was thinking about meeting the running club. The leader of the club recently shattered his left arm, and I think most of the peeps have completed their winter race schedule. I procrastinated and procrastinated and final got my butt out of bed. Not being hung over was a BIG motivator. I had so much energy, and I really had nothing better to do. It was about forty degrees out and I nailed the cold weather gear. When I got to Boling Park, there were just a few other runners there, and not one from the club. I went ahead and did my five miles, being careful not to aggravate my left knee, which started to ache around mile 3.
Saturday night, after Dee Dee left for work, I took a basic recipe and made it my own. I've been dying to try a cajun/creole alfredo recipe. I took this basic recipe off of Betty Crocker, spiced it up with Cajun seasoning (2 table spoons), some andouille sausage, shrimp, and chicken, and voila! It was very good. I continue to amaze myself, primarily that I didn't ruin it :-) True, I accidently picked up linguine noodles instead of fettucine, but it was awesome!
After dinner, I washed all the clothes in the house so Dee Dee could enjoy her Sunday off without having to do any house work. I teased her about earning my Domestic Goddess badge that weekend and quickly added it to my smock.
I took two rest days last week and ran one day, thus taking three days off from P90X. I am now officially back on a Monday to Sunday schedule. My weight continues to come down. I am at 185, up 6 pounds from pre-Ironman taper, down 4 from my month off. I am pretty happy with that. If I can get back down to 180 or so by the end of February, I will be primed to kick it up a notch for our next tri season.
P90X continues to kick my ass, but only when I bring it :-)