Boxing and Decisions-Decisions

Mel's gonna be sore tomorrow. I did my normal run and when I came home, the boys made me do a crazy boxing workout. I was holding boxing pads that were strapped to each one of my hands. Jon was doing a bunch of jabs and gave it his all on this last punch. I thought my arm was gonna pop out of its socket. After the workout, I made tacos and my arms were totally shaking while I was prepping the food. It was pretty funny. Hee hee. In addition to a sore shoulder, I'll also have a sore left shin again. Damn.

So Saturday's my big 3 mile run, but tomorrow is also Jon's release party for his clothing line. I have to go to support, but I also need to get rest for the run. I mean really, all I need to do is be up on time to eat, digest, stretch, and make it to Golden Gate Park. I don't need to run my 3 mile fast or anything. Yes, this run determines what training group I'm going to be in, but I'd rather run in a slower training group and move to a faster one later. I think I'm fine if I set all 3 of my alarms before I head to the party and sleep in my running clothes when I get home. We'll see. If anything, I'll hitch a ride home early from the party. Don't forget to donate! My special edition t-shirt makes its debut tomorrow night at "Oooh Baby I Like It RAH!"