Good morning! I have high hopes for this week guys. Last week it seemed like everyone was a little worn down. Surely this week will be awesome! Or at least suck less than the previous one?
I enjoyed the last day of an otherwise wearing week by waking up early and eating a balanced breakfast.
Scrambled eggs, breakfast potatoes and a blood orange served as my pre-run fuel. I had a 9-miler to accomplish and this time I wasn’t going to quit.
After several Sex and the City re-runs (wherein I realized that my latest ex is exactly like Jack Berger) and some stretching, I headed out to get my retribution.
The first five miles were great. I maintained a sub-11 min/mile pace, which is awesome for me.
Then I stopped, took a Clif shot (lemon lime flavor – not too bad) and drank some water before knocking out the last 4 miles.
Those last 4 miles wanted to kill me. There were a couple of walk breaks and some internal cursing of the very idea of running long distances. I sweat, I stumbled, I ran slower.
But then… it was over.
9 miles – done and done. I ran it in 1:39:56. Part of me is super annoyed at myself for caring about time lately, and even moreso for blogging about it, but I have to remind myself that it’s okay to have time goals even if they aren’t super fast time goals.
Honestly, I’m still figuring out how I feel about the whole time/speed thing as it relates to my running life. I’ll get back to you on that.
I got home and showered and then forced myself to eat in hopes my stomach wouldn’t get upset, as it usually does after my long runs.
I enjoyed a veggie burger with cheese and a spinach salad.
The Boca cheeseburger patties are actually not that bad. I’m glad the coupon convinced me to give them a go. I’ve not been buying things of that nature lately, but it was a nice and convenient change.
However, despite my best laid plans my stomach still turned on me moments after finishing my lunch. I guess it’s just my lot in life. Running gives me the runs (yeah, I said that).
I lounged around some more and soaked up the glorious art of doing nothing, before heading out to a meeting at the part-timer.
There are lots of fun running events coming up in the next two months that I’ll be working. I think stuff like that is super fun, so I’m looking forward to it. I’ll miss the running store when I move.
When I got home, I whipped up the easiest dinner I could think of - whole wheat spaghetti with light alfredo sauce and some spinach.
It was actually quite delicious. I miss cooking real meals though, I think I may have forgotten how.
I was impressed with myself, however, for eating three square bloggable meals yesterday. That hasn’t happened in a while. Ice cream has more and more become a meal replacement for me these days, haha.
One bubble bath, 5 restless hours of sleep and one cup of coffee later – here I am.
Bring it Monday! I’ve got this.
If you run – what are your thoughts on time and speed? Does it matter to you? Are you competitive about it, or is it just a personal competition?