Goals for this past weekend: run Baby Tempo run #4 and an LSD.
One out of two ain’t bad.
Saturday was rainy and dreary. I managed to get myself to the library to do some work and then later that evening, the clouds stopped spitting long enough for me to get my tempo run in. The tempo distance was 1.8 miles so I was shooting for under 18 minutes. I ended up with 17:38 for an average pace of 9:48. Yay! It was a nice kinda slowish tempo pace with all the mud and puddles to deal with, so I’m happy.
While Saturday was pretty productive, Sunday was the epitome of laziness. Instead of getting my 8 miler in, I crashed on the couch watching a Scrubs marathon and eating the remnants of a jar of Nutella. Wow, can we say healthy?
I had high hopes of getting in those missed miles this morning (Kristina, do I get points for alliteration too?), but Mother Nature had other plans for me. I woke up later than intended and in pain. I finally dragged my energy-depleted carcass into the department to try to work. The last of my Advil supply has thankfully kicked in and I’ve got a hot water bottle hidden underneath my oversized hooded sweatshirt, so now I’m all good. I look and feel pregnant, but it’s still all good.
What I’m most surprised at is my lack of rage. Usually around this time is when I want to rip people’s heads off and use them as bowling balls, but instead I’m pretty okay. Tired, but at peace. Huh, who knew that could happen?
All right, folks, that’s it from me. Hope you all had a great weekend. Catch up with you when I can.