Thursdays are so tough! It’s the end of my little work-week and I’m always so wiped.
This day was no different. I was mentally and physically worn out. It was all I could do to get through dinner. How was I going to go for a nighttime 3-miler?
The answer: I wasn’t.
Running is supposed to be fun. Last night, it felt like a chore. I suck at chores. It’s why my house looks the way it does. So, I skipped it.
I skipped strength training, too. (But I also skipped dessert.)
I was so groggy at 6 a.m. this morning I did not want to get up. I wanted to stay snuggled in my flannel sheets.
But I got up and I got ready for 3. I made half of a PB&J sandwich, which was yummy, and had half a glass of water. It was raining outside. Spring rain. Big drops, not the normal Seattle mist.
I felt okay, except for my legs. They felt like Jell-O. I wanted to walk after Mile 2, but I pushed through it. Got it done.
Then, I got some more stuff done. I cleaned (chores!) because my sister was going to be arriving soon from New Orleans.
3/12/10 – 3.10 Miles – 31:51
Average pace: 10:16
Mile 1: 10:39
Mile 2: 10:08
Mile 3: 10:07
.10 miles: 9:24 (average pace)
COMING UP: Going to try for 10-12 miles tomorrow. Lucy is showing in the Seattle dog show tomorrow afternoon and Sunday morning. And, my sister and her boyfriend are here so we will have a full weekend!