First thought when alarm rang at 5:30 am: I don't want to get up.
Second thought: Oh, I have new shorts to try out. I'm up!
It takes little things to make me happy and get up in the morning.
Little things like new running clothes.
I've been putting off the whole speed training thing for a long time now. I tried it last year and hurt myself. So I've been paranoid. But I know if I want to decrease my race times, I need to Fartlek. So today, this is that I did. Of course, I make up my own Fartlek rules because that's just what I do. So I ran a mile then did 2 miles of fast, then slow. Then 1 mile normal. Let's just say that my fast was fast and my slow was really slow. My quads and lungs were BURNING! I guess that's what supposed to happen, right? I didn't bring Big G with me, but I got home about 7 minutes earlier than normal. So I think my overall time was faster. I'll have to bring Big G next time to really see the numbers. It was kinda fun to switch it up like that, but really hard.
Here's the funny thing. I run on a boardwalk with several other runners and walkers. So, as I would speed up, I felt like people thought I was just showing off and trying to pass them. Then slow down once I did. Am I just making this up in my head? Or do you think people might really think that? Not that it matters, but I'm sure it looks kinda silly.
I'll leave you with this little gem of a convo I had with the Captain. I know you want more details, but I'm not sure where things stand right now, so this is all you get. tee hee
Captain: You look really thin right now.
Me: Well, I'm finally down to 131.
Cap: It looks like you've lost more than 5 lbs.
Me: Really? Well, I'm barely at 131, usually its more like 133.
Cap: Yeah, until you take a big poop and drop down to 127.
Song of the day: Waiting by Shiny Toy Guns