Weekly Workout #4

So far I've been feeling like this all week:

But that's ok. Cause at least he's cute, so maybe no matter how worn out I am, I am looking that cute too? There's always wishful thinking... Good thing my week looks like this:

Planned miles for the week: 15

Monday: Rest/Cross-training day

Tuesday: 5 miles @ 9:59 min/pace

Wednesday: Rest/Cross-training day

Thursday: 5 miles @ 9:59 min/pace

Friday: Rest/Cross-training day

Saturday: Rest/Cross-training day

Sunday: 5 miles @ 9:59 min/pace

Easy... right? :) We'll see.

Sean and I spent Saturday after the race doing this:

And this:

And this:

And being cute like this:

(That all translates to going to Galveston, playing washers on the beach, and drinking cold beer.) (And yes, I realize that drinking beer on the beach is counter-productive to the 7 miles I ran before that, but it was nothing compared to the pizza I inhaled when we got home...)

Do anything fun this weekend?

Do you like going to the beach? I love being out by the water - river, ocean, you name it. And while Galveston isn't the prettiest beach, I still like going and playing in the sand.

A week of not-so-great runs

We all have them. Those runs that just don't hit the spot. The ones that are a true struggle to get through. The ones where if it can go wrong, it does go wrong. (And if you don't have those runs, we need to talk. Because I am clearly doing something wrong.)

This entire week has been like that for me. On Tuesday I set out to do an easy 3 miles. It was 3 miles of torture. I hated every.single.second. It felt like I was running for hours, when in reality I finished it in 26ish minutes. I was having weird stomach issues. I could only think of one thing: making it home. At the same time, you had better believe I was bound and determined to finish all 3 without stopping.

In the end, I made it. And then I spent the next 20 minutes laying on the tile in our living room with the fan on full blast hoping Sean didn't wake up and walk into the living room and find me in my semi-dead state trying not to puke.

It was only 3 miles.

I can run 3 miles in my sleep.

So what made it so bad? I really have no idea.

This morning I had a 5 mile tempo run. The last 5 mile tempo run I had was glorious. I came out of it wanting to just keep running it over and over again.

Today... Not so much.

My head wasn't in it. My legs were tired. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night. I could give you a million reasons as to why I think it didn't go well, but the truth is, sometimes my runs just suck.

So where am I going with all this complaining? I'm terrified now. I have a 10k on Saturday that I've been looking forward to for weeks, and suddenly I've moved into a state of unease. What was supposed to be easy and fun is now looming over me.

I'm hoping and praying for a miracle run that is all rainbows and sunshine, but preparing for the worst.

What do you do to get out of a "bad run" funk?? Any advice? I'm trying to keep my head in the right place, but I'm pretty discouraged right now.


Oh and sorry for the overkill of cat pictures, but they make me happy, and editing them in Picknik makes me happy too. I really enjoy that when it's loading my pictures it says things like "buttering bread" and "fluffing clouds". Just me?

it's about time.

Um, I've never wanted to blog so badly as when I wasn't able to for the past 24 hours. Seriously.

I'll leave it at that, because I'm sure the Blogger folks were diligently trying to get Blogger back up. I'm ashamed to say I may have considered a break-up if things didn't turn around quickly, but I'm a little impatient and have a hard time remembering that everyone has flaws sometimes. (excluding myself, of course).

Britt (who blogs at FitChickBritt) called out to any Bloggers that wanted to join her in doing this:

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Being the Jillian lover that I am, I jumped on the band wagon (albeit, a week behind Britt in the 4 week challenge) and started RIT on Tuesday. Holy geeze I'm sore. My little legs have been struggling with running this week because they're so sore. Yikes.

On Wednesday I branched out in another direction and tried spaghetti squash for the first time. I'll be honest, I was a little nervous.

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I'm happy to report though that it was REALLY good. I've been trying to use up all the fresh produce in our fridge, so I mixed in some baby spinach/arugula, feta cheese, asparagus, cherry tomatoes, onions, mushrooms and fresh basil with a little olive oil... DELICIOUS.

See what I mean?

Perhaps I'll try out being vegetarian... (Sean would die.)

It rained for the first time in FOREVER yesterday (which naturally means that everyone freaked out and drove at negative speeds. Don't think it's possible? Try driving home during rush hour on 290 in the rain. Negative speeds are possible).

But it did result in this:

Beautiful. The rain also resulted in my 5 mile run this morning happening in 64 degree weather. I'LL TAKE IT.

Oh and because I just can't stand to leave them out... how cute are they:

The one of Leo in the bag is an all time fave. Man he's cute! Since Sean was packing to go out of town, he tried to leave with Sean (rude).