This is how my blog makes me feel right now:
It’s 12:27am, and I’m awake. This is not normal, or good. I fell asleep on the couch at 9:30 and apparently that was a bad idea. Now I’m wide ass awake. I tried playing some white noise, I tried playing some sleep station thing on Pandora. Now I’m about to drink some chamomile tea and hope that knocks me out. If that doesn’t work… I might have to resort to taking Nyquil, or some other med that will knock me out.
Last weekend my niece, Kailyn, turned 8!! I can’t believe she is already 8, but she is, and we had a fun birthday party to celebrate. A few months ago my sister told me that Kailyn wanted to have a cooking party for her birthday. The cooking party was transformed into a cake decorating party, and then the planning began. I won’t bore you will a billion details, bc you don’t come here to read about 8 y/o birthday parties, but it was a really fun idea, and the kids had a great time.
I didn’t run at all Friday, Saturday or Sunday – what a slacker. I planned on running Saturday, but after staying up until 1am making buttercream icing for Kailyn’s party I ditched running, slept in a little, and then headed to Stacey’s house to start decorating for the party.
On Sunday, Chris & I packed a cooler with some drinks & snacks and headed for Honeymoon Island. We didn’t end up leaving our house until 1pm, and by then the main road to HMI was packed. We ended up pulling off the causeway and hung out there. It worked out pretty well, I heard from a friend that the beach was super crowded and there was no parking.
We might not have made it to the actual beach, but I still had my toes in the water & my ass in the sand.
On Monday it was back to the grinding stone. I was all sorts of aggravated at my blog on Monday afternoon so I set out around 7pm for 5 miles.
I wanted to run fast.
so I did. I only almost puked once. It was hot. I was definitely pushing it. but it felt so good.
Tuesday I wanted to get in a few more miles, so I settled on 6 miles. I headed out around 6:30 – My legs felt tired, and I was really dreading the 6 miles, but I pushed on.
I’m really trying to build up my mental toughness – I’ve had a few runs recently where I wanted to do anything but go run. I imagine that’s how I will feel at mile 20 of the Space Coast Marathon come November 25th. I’m hoping that if I train smart (and hard) through the summer, that come race day, I’ll be physically & mentally prepared to tackle 26.2 miles no matter what the weather conditions are like.
Back to my run: At 5 miles, I realized that if I went out a little bit further, I could get 8 miles done. Sure. Why not. 8 miles after work? Sounds like a grand idea. The miles slogged on. I think it might have been the slowest 8 miles I’ve run in a long time – it just kept dragging, and dragging. Then when I reached my driveway and my garmin said 8.22, I ran to the end of the road, because seriously, who can end on 8.22 … I need a solid 8.25 on the ol’ garmin.
It wasn’t pretty, but I got it done.
On deck for the rest of this week:
Wednesday: 4 very easy miles
Thursday: Rest day – Chris friend is in town, and we are going out to dinner
Friday: 3 miles
Saturday 12 miles
Sunday: 3 easy, or rest. We’ll see.
Total (if all goes well): 35 .. I’ll be shocked if this happens. 30 seems to be an impenetrable barrier I can’t get past.
and with that, I’m going to attempt to go to sleep.
Wednesday is going to require lots of coffee
look out world.