I should be finishing packing. Or checking in for my flight. Or
doing something productive to get ready for my trip tomorrow. But I've
been getting ready for 3 days now. Plus, I'm going to be gone for 10
days, so I don't want people to forget me.
Adam and I,
my sister and her boyfriend, my brother, and my husband's best friend
(did you get all that??) are leaving to go on a cruise tomorrow. We fly
into Miami (where my in-laws live) and head out for 7 days at sea on
Saturday afternoon. Cozumel, Belize, Honduras, and Grand Cayman are on
the docket. When we get back, we'll stay in Miami through Monday to
visit with Adam's family for a few days. My birthday is on the 14th so
I'm looking forward to celebrating while on vacation!
I've
packed my running clothes and hope to get in a workout at least 5 of
the 10 days I'm gone. I usually have a good track record of running
while on vacation so I hope this trip is no different. Last year I ran
30K for my 30th birthday on the treadmill while on a cruise ship at sea.
This year, I'll be shooting more for a 5K (3.1 for 31 years). For some
reason, I hate running in Miami and I'll be on land
on Sunday. I certainly get plenty of practice running in the heat and
humidity in Atlanta, but good God, I loathe running in south Florida.
My in-laws live about a mile from the beach, but I never feel those
ocean breezes for some reason. First world problems...
I
have had 2 very different runs this week. One was on the Roswell
Greenway and was absolutely terrible and the other was on the treadmill
and was pretty great. Normally my better runs occur outside, but
unfortunately that was not the case Tuesday night. I went to a
different Greenway than I normally run as it is less than a mile from my
work and would give me a tad more sunlight for a 7 miler after work. I
was excited to enjoy a little bit different scenery, but after I got
going, I was quickly reminded why I prefer my Greenway.
Cement sidewalks are the devil.
Save
for a small portion at the beginning which is a gravel path, the rest
of the Greenway is cement. This made my legs cry out for the lovely
boardwalks of my usual haunt. In addition to the pounding of the
cement, I just felt awful. The weather was absolutely perfect, but I
felt I was working so hard for my pace which was hovering just about
8:00mm. It reminded me of how I felt after I got out of the pool after
swim practice when I was a kid. Pure cardio exhaustion.
On
a separate note, this thought reminded me of how terribly slow I was as
a swimmer. Did you know that green is the color of a 6th place ribbon?
I collected many a green ribbon on the swim team....
Anyway,
I hate runs that the entire time I am thinking 'I HATE YOU BODY'. I
was just so elated when it was over. It's been awhile since I've had a
terrible one like that, but I suppose I was due. The good news is that I
felt mostly back to normal today, so I'm not sweating it. Hopefully
the vacation will give me a chance to give my poor retail legs/feet a
little rest. Bon voyage!!
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