This WILL be the week that I finally reach my goal of 20 miles per week. I came close last week, but fell a few short. And close only counts in ...?? What does "close" count in?
During my morning run I was seriously freezing my butt off. My nose was burning, eyes watering, lips chapping, teeth aching, calves cramping from the frigid cold and wind. But when I got to my turn around point and the wind was at my back - it was awesome! I give you cold weather runners "mad props." I don't know how you do it.
I kept picturing the football players in the second game yesterday- I forgot the teams, because, well I really don't care - I think they had blue or green on. But I remember how cold they looked, especially one of the coaches. His face was seriously PINK and frosty. I thought if they can do THAT, then I can run a measly 3.2 miles in the 50 degree weather. HA- I'm a wuss. I know 50 degrees is not cold to some of you, that's why I'm givin' ya "Mad Props."
My other running thoughts were very spiritual today. It's difficult to articulate, but it was about my recent struggles and how metaphorically I feel like we are going against the wind. But I know that there is a lesson to be learned from these challenges. And I know that someday it will turn around and the wind will be my back. I tried to explain it to the Captain afterwards but he just stared at me, blankly. Maybe such discussions should be saved for another time, like NOT 6:30 in the morning.
Here are the numbers:
Miles: 3.2
Time: 32:1
Calories: 356
Morning Weight: 139
Time: 32:1
Calories: 356
Morning Weight: 139
Yes, my weight jumped back to 139. Saturday morning, it was 136. I slipped a little this weekend - a burger at the hospital and homemade nachos during football game watching - and BAM - back up 3 pounds. I swear -that is why I ALWAYS have to think about this shit.
Super busy at work - so I'll read blogs tonight from home.
Song of the Day: Silver Lining by Rilo Kiley
