I cannot believe another week of training has passed. When is this shite going to get easier? Here’s the breakdown:
Monday: Nada, zip, nothing. I wrote last week’s summary on Monday night instead. Yes, I could have gotten up early to complete my 3 miles, but I’m using the excuse of the concert and that the late night made me tired (#truth). Excuses are lame. You play, you pay. Suck it up and do it anyway. But I didn’t. (Now, how many conversations do you think I have with myself during the day?)
Tuesday: 5 miles. I think I need to start writing out my thoughts on a daily basis as my runs are starting to blend together. I cannot remember for the life of me if this was a good run or if it sucked, but I think I got up early for it. Which means it was probably a really good run as I do my best in the morning. A shame I can’t start my job later.
Strange plant. It thinks it’s fall.
Wednesday: 5 miles. I think this one was done in the evening. I ran 2 on the treadmill while it was cooling off, and then 3 outside once I knew the temperature wasn’t going to down me. Ah-ha! The memory is starting to come back.
Thursday: This was a cross-train day. However, the boys were leaving for a road trip; I went into work early so I could leave in time to say goodbye to them. And then it was girl’s time… ohhh yeahhhh.
There are some things only a GIF can explain.
Friday: 5 miles. You bet, why not. As the boys were gone, I had nothing else happening. Can I get an awwwww… poor thing?! I’m joking of course. The short runs are important and aren’t to be missed. So I say today. But I still had happy hour!
Saturday: Rest day. And total movie day!! I got to watch three (3) chick flicks without being interrupted! Do I know how to live or what?!!
Sunday: 11 miles. Once again, the weather cooperated with me. I’m feeling quite blessed on my Sunday long-run days! It was overcast and cool, with a slight breeze. I was supposed to do 12, but I missed a calculation, or something, and came up short a mile. By then I was at my front door and I was in no mood to go out and get another mile. I was done.
I am starting to freak out about the mileage climbing up into territory I’ve never done before. That is detrimental to one’s mental game, so instead of listening to my normal music, I downloaded a couple of podcasts. I had to get out of my head, and listening to someone else talk was the best way to do it. It worked, but I wasn’t too keen on the podcasts I downloaded. I need something funny to keep me smiling… so the hunt is on to find something good before my very first 14-miler this coming Sunday.
(Son of a gun… I just realized I have a half-marathon in 41 days that I need to PR, then another one 2 weeks later, sandwiched by two 20-milers. Wow. The nerves are really coming at me hard. Insert panic here.)
Weekly Total: 26 miles/41.84 km
Total Mileage So Far: 88 miles/141.6 km
Total Miles for July: 91 miles/146.5 km
As I said, the boys took a road trip. They went to Boise to visit Grandpa for a long weekend. I couldn’t go because, well, squirrel! Yes, squirrel apocalypse has begun early and all the rescue centers are battening down the hatches and preparing for our upcoming guests. I wrote about it last year here, even kept track of how many we were admitting but gave up around 100. Anyway, more on that later, I’m sure. (For my new followers … I hate the word followers… for my new blogging friends, I work at a wildlife rescue and rehab center.)
Anyway… I really just wanted to share a couple of pictures of the boys having a good time. Stay tuned to James’s site, 50 in 50 Marathon Quest, as I’m sure he’s going to write a nice little report about a killer trail run he went on while there. If I would have been with them, I would have turned around and ran back to the truck and waited. With the A/C on. I don’t run on trails that are only 6 inches wide and full of boulders.
Have a great week!