I’m going to blame it on the Christmas holiday. Ok, no I really can’t blame it on that. I was off for eight days. I’ve been running (and writing). I just haven’t been sharing. But, I’m getting back on track; today.
Day 1 – 64 degrees
This was my favorite training day so far. My sweetie was visiting on my run and joined me. I didn’t go to my first choice because it was hilly and I wanted us to enjoy our first time exercising together. We started with a warm up walk. When that was over, I did intervals and came back to meet up on walk breaks. The weather, the fall leaves and the company were all perfect.
Day 2 – 51 degrees
We went out again together. The weather was cooler and I was in pain after doubling up on my squats challenge yesterday. Two hundred in one day made for a not so pleasant run. The miles were a big obstacle course as we had piles of leaves to maneuver. But, I enjoyed our time on the pavement.
Day 3 – 41 degrees
Oh yeah. This week is gravy. All three training runs are DONE! It’ll be icing on the cake if I add something else. I can’t believe Thanksgiving is next week.
Day 1 – warm weather, I miss you. My love/hate relationship with the treadmill continues.
Day 2 – I dropped my car off to be serviced and the guys asked if I wanted a ride. I declined and said I was going to run home. One of the guys looked at me and said, “You do know it’s only 23 degrees!” I knew the temperature and dressed accordingly. I guess I was super cold. I was running nine minute miles trying to get home.
Day 3 – Happy Thanksgiving. I woke up to very cold weather so I decided I would wait for it to warm up a bit. At 11, it was thirty degrees so I went out to brave the hills of Georgia. My goal was to run the first mile of the hills without stopping. I made it! I saw a few other runners who I guessed were out trying to burn calories before they were consumed.
Day 1 – I ran but I didn’t write. Oops!
Day 2 – The day got away from me and then it was night. My waiting made me miss the decent weather and the sun. So, inside to the treadmill for me. Bright side, I got to wear shorts,
Day 3 – 58 degrees
I was excited the night before when I looked at the forecast. I saw that there was a twenty percent chance of rain but thought I’d get lucky and miss it. Nope. Not this time. Treadmill, again.
Day 1 – Today was the I RUN This City, walk to warm the community. This was a coat, hat, scarf and glove donation run. Only a few people came to participate, but they gave generously. Over twenty items were collected. The forecast said rain and I hoped it would hold off. That didn’t happen. 2.5 miles in, it was 30 degrees and the rain began. It got to be pretty steady. At the finish, I was cold and wet. But I was overjoyed that my efforts would keep others warm and dry.
Day 2 – I want to break up with the treadmill. To escape another boring run, I decided on a ladder interval workout. It made the time go by quickly and was actually pretty fun.
Day 3 – Time to run. No time to write.
I’m still running and I’m on schedule with training but my work schedule is keeping me away from writing.
Day 3 – Walk to Warm the Community – part 2. I was joined by one of my friends doing the Glass Slipper Challenge with me. Fun! Fun! Fun!
Day 1 – Tonight’s run was awesome. Not only did I feel great. The temperature was mike and the scenery was amazing. I loved running downtown with all the Christmas lights.
Day 2 – I was sneaking out of work early enough to run with the group so I changed into my running clothes on my lunch break. I had my tights on under my pants. I got out of the car and was ready to run. Almost ready. I had almost forgotten to take off my pants.
Day 3 – 5k at 50 degrees. One whole week outside. Woohoo!
I worked fifty hour weeks so I didn’t bother to write but I did run. I got sick and missed a long run but otherwise, I stayed on track.
I went to Georgia for Christmas and I ran the lovely hills. Five miles, two days. On Christmas day, I completed my virtual race sponsored by RunningNerds. On January 1st, I rang in the New Year with a 5k in Marietta. I placed 8th in my age group. It was a small race with quite a few no shows. But I enjoyed the event and my shirt is cute. Georgia (my frog) got to run her first race. How ironic, it was in Georgia.