The work week was long and they are only going to get longer from here on out. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can. The last big conversion/ merger I went through was 4 years ago and I ended up falling back to running 1x during the week and both weekend days because I was putting in so much overtime. Oddly enough, that’s also when I was the fastest but I am sure the 2 have no correlation. 😛 Difference is, last time we were the company doing the buying not so there wasn’t a huge learning curve for me- it was just a super busy time. This time, I’m looking at a Grand Canyon of things I don’t know and not knowing what I don’t know makes me uneasy. I am trying not to stress about it though.
Trying. I need to read more. For relaxation I mean. So I ordered some new books.
Monday- 2.5 miles First day back at work. Couple hundred emails, schedule overload, work ran late, and we were down 50% of our staff. By the end of the day I had zero desire to run after work. Zero. But I changed, laced up and headed for home town. I turned it into a game- could I keep my heart rate in the green zone? Yeah, no. But I tried. 😛
Tuesday- Rest I meant to do something productive workout wise but I didn’t. And something about the shoes I wore to work pissed off my right foot.
Wednesday- Rest Meeting #1 of meeting/ training polooza of the next month. The day started abnormally early and by day’s end I was just living in migraine city. I left my gym bag full of running gear at work and just went home.
Thursday- 4 miles It had been too long since I ran in work town so that was my plan. Success! Similar MO to Monday- try to stay in the green zone. Hell for the first 2 miles I had trouble getting into the green. I felt like I was working but I guess the temp in the 60’s and a downhill made things easier than I thought. Then there was the climb in mile 4 and my heart rate went right past green and into threshold. Grrrr. Once home I did 8 minutes with my kettle bell. Ouch.
Friday- Rest Seriously 8 minutes with a kettle bell should not kick my ass that much.
Saturday- 9 miles bike I admit I slept in. Then it was 106 and there was no way I was running in that. I stuck to the bike. Except I still haven’t replaced my fan so I was still ended up a sweaty mess.
Sunday- 7.3 miles Long run fail. I headed out around 8 to get in my planned long run of 10 miles but it was already too late. It was 80 when I started. It wasn’t bad in the beginning but it never got any better. I started to feel the warmth around mile 4. My mother was supposed to meet me around mile 5.5 and she was going to walk while I finished the rest. She drove past me before I even hit 5. I took a shorter route to her but I knew I wasn’t hitting 10. I decided to try for 8 but at 7.3 when I was running- not sure what I was doing could be called running- brought me past the car again, I said F* it. It was 90 degrees and it wasn’t even 10 yet. I had somehow gone through 38 oz’s of water in 7 miles and both my packs were empty. I was done.
13.8 miles run, 9 miles bike, 1 strength workout
Not exactly what I was hoping for this week but also not too shabby for a Slacker like me. Now if I can just drag myself out of bed earlier on the weekends.
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