I had a stowaway on my run yesterday. Soon after I started, I felt something in my shoe. As a given rule, I only stop under a street lamp, so ran until I came to the next lamp … took of my shoe and shook it. Nothing. Snook harder and a ROACH fell out. I seriously almost got sick.
If my husband where to tell you 5 important things about me 1 of them very well might be that I HATE roaches and justifiably wig out if I see one – or at least if it’s the big kind.
I was grossed out my whole run! – which wasn’t that long. But still. It had to have been alive when I put my shoes on. And I had been carrying my shoes around the house before hand. I would have woken everyone in the house if it has crawled out on my hand!
Enough speculating and describing. Hopefully this will be a 1 time experience!!!
It seems like all bloggers are mentioning the time change. Here is my mention! …
Pre time change, it’d be slowly getting light as I started my run, and so light by the end of my run that I’d turn off my BRIGHT RED flashing light. (which by the way is a GREAT little light!!!)
Now post time change … it was DARK and stayed dark my whole run yesterday. In my groggy pre run / no coffee state, I thought about a Runner’s World article that said to run your normal route backwards just to shake things up. So I did. And as I headed down a certain road mid run, I remember why I HATE running this road this direction – all the cars are coming at me, and the only not getting hit option is the sidewalk. And all runners (ok not all but some) know that concrete is harder/worse on your legs than asphalt. So running on concrete is bad! But that was my only option when cars came at me! And it was dark! So every time headlights got close, I’d do this awkward high step/jump to get to the sidewalk. Car would pass, same awkwardness back to road. More headlights, back to side walk. Back to road. You get it! Next time hopefully I’ll remember to only run my normal direction!!!
I’m trying to keep better track of the weights I lift and how much weight I use.
35 min spin
3 x 12 – dumbbell bench press (20#), 1 arm dumbbell row (20#), single leg toe touches (30# weighted bar), wide stance squats (30# weighted bar)
50 Russian twists (14# medicine ball)
15 pikes (6# medicine ball)
4 miles, 33:07 (8:16 pace)
pilates – I was jello by the end!!
4 miles, 30:45 (7:41 pace) ~~ !!!!!!!! slowly but surely getting back to normal
boot camp at our gym – I held my own quite well with the girls who go every week, but ohmygosh am I sore!!
(normally I can’t go because it starts before I take my middle to preschool, but with my mom in town all week, she took the girls to school and I got to go have my tail whipped in boot camp!! – looking forward to the summer when I can go more!)
6 miles, 49:28 (8:16 pace)
legs were tired from the week but sure felt good to have a “long” Saturday morning run! :)
I am RESTING tomorrow! and very much looking forward to it
I ran 18.7 miles this week – my old self says that’s nothing to be happy about but my post injury recovering self says WOOWHO!!!
5 miles (!!), 42:13 (8:27 pace)
40 minute spin, 30 min incline treadmill
3 x [push ups, russian twists w/ 14# medicine ball, pikes w/ 6# medicine ball)
1st set was 20-50-20, 2nd & 3rd sets were 10-50-15
man I was whipped after this!
what is it with it raining every.single.Wednesday?!
ran 4 miles on the treadmill – felt surprisingly natural – probably because I kept it intentionally slow – 34:21 (8:36 pace)
just wasn’t in the mood for cardio
weights: bicep bench press, tricep extensions, lateral pulldowns, tricep press, core stuff, and more I’m not remembering … holy kick my tail!
4.18 miles, 35:41 (8:33 pace)
5.5 miles, 45:39 (8:18 pace)
I succeeded in my “no sugar February.” My hubs asked this morning what I had planned for today. Nothing! In reality, I want to continue to not have sugar on a regular basis. Yet I do want the freedom of enjoying dessert when we get together with friends, the occasional out for ice cream, etc. I’m a firm believer in enjoying things in moderation!
It was simply good for me to prove to myself that I could set a goal like this and keep it. I’m thinking of saying “no chips” for my next goal – not that I eat chips often, but when I do, self control flies out the window. I love salt. I’ll have to think about that one.
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