What a sucktacular week. Between ice storms, a driveway blocked by a tree, and an awful stomach virus, I was glad to get back to the greenway this morning. Running went well – I did 22 straight minutes this morning (a new record for me), and I handled it pretty well. Apparently I’m not fully recovered from the hell virus, because it shook my stomach up a bit, but I think I’ll be fine tomorrow.
It was around 30ºF which, at this point, isn’t a big deal to me. I did two consecutive days this week (or maybe last week… I don’t know what day it is anymore!) in 22ºF, so that has changed my perspective. I’ll be thankful when things are a little warmer though, because I hate dragging so much shit along to stay warm. I’m ready to leave the gloves, hat, neck gaiter and jacket behind.
Tomorrow I jump from 22 minutes to 25, and barring unexpected occurrences like those of this week, my schedule shows that I should be doing 30 minutes by next Saturday. That was my first running goal, so I’ll reassess from there.
I’m overdue for a fresh running playlist, and I figured that I should make one that fell around 40 minutes to cover the warm up and cool down in addition to the run, so I threw one together. There aren’t any songs on here that I feel super strongly about, so I don’t know how much I’ll enjoy this one. At heart, I’m a music lover, so I have it in my head that every playlist has to be this epic thing into which I’ve poured my feelings. In reality, I don’t have time for that most days. So if it sucks, that’s my excuse.
I don’t know how a small child recovered more quickly from a stomach bug than her parents, but I’m glad. J seems to be a lot better, but with a little dehydration. I think I was hit the hardest, so I’m still struggling to bounce back.
My stomach troubles seem to be over, but I’ve got a gnarly stomach virus hangover. I’m exhaust and weak, and worst of all, I have this stupid headache from the dehydration. Oh, and my hips are aching. Weird.
I suppose I don’t have to feel guilty about not running yesterday or today. I lost five pounds in a matter of hours yesterday. The stomach virus diet is not one I can recommend. I would have preferred hard work and watching what I ate to the misery that caused the weight loss.
It’s an honor* to be initiated into the club of parents whose entire household gets taken down by a stomach bug. I guess I should be grateful that we made it through nearly two years as parents before this happened. I’ll get right on that grateful thing as soon as I’m done feeling like dog shit.
Needless to say, I didn’t run today. I’ll feel guilty about that – again, when I stop feeling like used Dog Chow.
Judging by how long Z was sick, this should be over pretty quickly. Bleh.
Time for me to get back to thinking I’m going to puke/never puking.
*not an honor
After Saturday’s run, I said that the one on Sunday would seem easy. I was surprised to find out that I was wrong. I didn’t have trouble breathing – I think my heart and lungs have really caught up – but my legs were sooooo tired. Luckily, I was scheduled for a rest day today anyway.
Of course, I wouldn’t have had a choice on not running today. We’re in the middle of a bit of an ice storm, and I’m stuck at the house. I can handle running in the cold, but I’m not running on ice. Do people even do that? Surely not. Add to that the fact that we live on a really steep hill, and the idea of trying to navigate it is like instant death.
I’m stressed about tomorrow, though. I’ve quit running in my immediate neighborhood since a neighbor told me that someone tried to pull a woman into a car nearby. I think it may have been several years ago, but still… Anyway, I go to our nearest greenway, which I love. Unfortunately, the makeup of our neighborhood and the distance from my house to the trailheads makes it just this side of “too inconvenient to walk there,” so I have to drive to a trailhead to run.
Running tomorrow morning is starting to look impossible. First of all, with the wind chill, the temperature at my normal running time is supposed to feel like 7ºF. I’m capable of running in cold, but that’s a little extreme for me. I don’t think I even have appropriate clothes to handle it.
I’m hoping I can find time later in the day to make it over there, but there’s a big obstacle which may prevent that. Literally.
Thanks to our lovely winter storm, we lost a tree overnight. We were fortunate in that it didn’t hit the house or anything else, but it did fall right across the driveway. I’m concerned that it’s going to prevent me from getting out to run tomorrow, and even worse – it could keep me from going to the hockey game tomorrow night. We’ll see.
In other news, my oldies playlist from last Thursday wasn’t all that great for running, but it was a good playlist for loving music. I’m going back to my old standby until I have a chance to put a new one together.
I ran 20 continuous minutes this morning. I can’t believe I did it. I’m incredibly proud of myself, which is not something I say often. I know 20 minutes isn’t a big deal for a lot of people, but I surprised the hell out of myself.
Weirdly, it wasn’t all that tough… UNTIL THE LAST TWO MINUTES. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it, but I would’ve felt so stupid if I’d given in so close to the end.
The training app I’m using went from a day of “run 8 minutes, walk 3 minutes, run 8 minutes” to “run 20 minutes”. Up until now, all of the increases have been really gradual, so I thought it was weird and that I’d never make it, but I guess the person who created the training plan knew what they were doing. The workout for tomorrow will include 5 and 8 minute running intervals, and that’s going to seem easy.
My legs are fine today, but I forgot that today is one of my rest days. That’s lucky because it is suddenly cold again, which sucks. I am capable of running in the cold now, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
I walk with a friend once a week on one of my non-running days, so that’s on the agenda for tomorrow. When it’s cold like this, we go to the nearest community center, and we usually only do a couple of miles because the track is boring. The community center is brand new and really nice, but the track is small and it takes 20 laps to make a mile. It’s monotonous. On the plus side, I strap a nearly 30-pound child to my chest on our indoor walking days, so I’m guessing that burns more calories than pushing the stroller.
I really hate rest days! I feel lazy. I feel fat, too. That may have something to do with the soy sauce I used with my lunch, though. In any case, running is my best “me time” of the day, so they days I don’t do it suck a little.
I’ve really been enjoying my last running playlist, but I figured I should change it up a little for my next run. Since that run won’t be until Thursday, I figured I’d give it a Throwback Thursday theme and use some older songs. I didn’t put a whole lot of thought into it, so I don’t know how enjoyable it will be, but here it is:
I ordered some stuff from The Color Run store, and they shipped super fast. I got the Women’s Tri-Blend Tank (in white), Women’s Signature Shorts, Classic Stack Socks (in white) and hair ties. I guess I went a little overboard.
The shorts are either getting sold to someone on my team, or they’re going back. They are too big – I went by the measurements on the site and ordered the size I thought my crazy hips necessitated, but they look ridiculous. I thought about exchanging them for a smaller size, but I just don’t like them very much, and I’m not really fond of stuff with writing on the butt. I mostly only got them because they were cheaper than any white shorts I’d find elsewhere – and white shorts aren’t that easy to find. Now I’m thinking that white shorts probably aren’t necessary.
The tank top is a different story. That particular one was actually my second choice because the white burnout tanks were out of stock. The sizing chart on the website was pretty accurate for this one; I had to get an XL because – there’s no polite way to say it – I’ve got an overabundance in the boob department. The sizing chart actually made it appear as though the XL would be a bit too small through the bust, and it is pretty snug. I figure that I can remedy that with whatever weight loss I can make happen in the next month plus my usual double sports bra arrangement. Having tits saved me a bundle in the first year of my child’s life, but they sure are a pain in the ass. Or the chest. You know what I mean.
Oh, and one other note on the tank top, if you’re considering getting one – it’s pretty thin. I don’t know if I actually care enough to wear another tank top under it on race day. I guess that just depends on how I’m feeling about my body that particular day.
The socks are socks. They’re a little thinner than I thought they’d be, but at $10, I wasn’t expecting Swiftwick (WHICH I LOVE, AND YOU SHOULD GO BUY A PAIR RIGHT NOW. SERIOUSLY. SO WORTH IT.). I haven’t tried them on yet, but I guess I’ll probably take them for a spin or two before the race just to make sure they don’t drive me crazy.
The hair ties* didn’t impress me much. I mean, how impressive can they be, right? But I guess the colors just don’t look as vibrant as they did online. I could’ve gotten more colorful ones at the drug store for a couple of dollars less. Oh well.
In other news, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to run tomorrow. For some reason, I decided to try out some Nair on my thighs. UM HELL NO. My skin has big red burns now. It’s like a REALLY BAD sunburn. If I sit still, it’s not so bad, but when I move or stand, it feels like people are holding hot irons on my legs. FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK.
*I grew up calling them ponytail holders, so saying hair ties feels so weird to me, but that seems to be what everyone else calls them.