Thursday I ran a sweet little tempo run after work. I ducked out of work a few minutes early (which was okay since I arrived waaaay early) and hit the Greenway. It was a delightful, lung-burning run in which I felt exhilarated flying over the boardwalks. 7:31, 7:16, 6:59, 7:12, 6:59. It was supposed to be 1 mile warm-up, 3 at 7:59, and 1 mile cool down. Uh huh, whatevs.
I posted on FB that I had the pleasure
of indulging in Taco Bell's Cool Ranch Doritos Locos tacos on Wednesday
evening. Food elitists can snub my choice, but I have no shame in my
food vices. Especially since I follow these indulgences with things
like a kale/pear/grape/mandarin smoothie. And then have killer
workouts. I know, I know, I won't be 30 and iron-stomached forever....
A little naughty:
A little nice:
Friday, after my little 2 miler, I went to lunch with my mom which is
always fantastic. She leaves on a 2-week cruise that takes her through
the Panama Canal next week and she gets back a day after we take our
week-long Caribbean cruise. So I basically won't see her for a month.
:( But at least we both have awesome reasons!
Friday afternoon off work and we went to the bowling alley. I am
addicted to the basketball game in the arcade area and have a
ridiculously competitive need to get the high score on each unit before
leaving. I actually looked up how much one of those arcade games
cost--definitely out of the price range. Forget the fact that we don't
have anywhere to put it.... details, details...
Adam talked me
into buying a bowling ball/shoes/bag package and now I am the proud
owner of a 12 pound purple bowling ball. Which is hilarious because I
am such a terrible bowler. But, hey, it's a sport Adam likes and even
though I'm terrible, I enjoy trying. And who doesn't appreciate a sport
that you can improve your score by drinking beer??!!
But really it's because it makes this guy smile:
worked yesterday. I was sandwiched between 2 days off and just itching
for time to go faster. It was a beautiful day and it seems as though
all of our customers were out enjoying the pretty weather instead of
shopping. But it wasn't like I had anything awesome planned. In fact, I
talked Adam into going back to Target (where he's the Optical Manager)
and buying a steam cleaner for our carpets.
After dinner, I was raring
to fire it up like a crazy suburbanite on a Saturday night. And that's
exactly what I did. But it was awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel like my 14 year old self would be really disappointed that this was what awesome looked like in the future...
morning, I headed to the Greenway along with the rest of the yuppies in
my county. Contrary to last week, where it was 18* outside, it was
nearing 70* today. The parking lot that was pretty much empty was now
overflowing onto the nearby road. I had 8 easy on the schedule. I
found myself frustrated that it was too warm, I had to dodge too many
bicycles, and people in running/workout clothes toting Starbucks.
Seriously? I am pretty sure that you don't need to wear Spandex if you
holding an inch of whipped cream in your hands.
The 8 miles
were okay. I still have a twinge in my left shin and my right ankle
started to feel funky when I tried (unsuccessfully) to force myself to
run at an easy pace instead of tempo pace. 7:58, 8:00, 7:41, 7:50,
7:56, 7:58, 7:53, 7:51. Too fast. But I was kind of glad that I didn't
have a glorious run because my superstitious side tells me that it's
nearly impossible to have lots of good runs in a row. And I'd like to
'save' my good run for race day.
3 more runs left. 2 little 3
milers and 1 little 4 miles speedwork session. One week from day I
will hopefully be taking a ferocious nap, enjoying the sweet victory of
completing marathon #5!