I had this cutesy little plan that if you lined up weeks 34, 35 and 36 the title modifiers would all add up to say “Kind of Back To Normal“. Except this week wasn’t the normal that I wanted it to be hence the title change. While I ran 4 days, when you add up the mileage it looks quite sad. And adding a run on Sunday became laughable when I was hobbling around and had trouble just walking.
Anyways, moving on. Last week was an odd one. We found out on Tuesday that my boss is turning in her 2 weeks so the week just felt a little off. Well, all weeks after a 3 day weekend feel off but this one felt more off. Then I realized I seriously overbooked my Saturday and couldn’t figure out how to fix it. I had a race, a shift at the Avocado Margarita Festival, a bed delivery and a possible haircut appointment. I needed a clone.. or a teleporter. Everything took place in a different town.
Monday- 3.1 miles With the day off for Labor Day, I had thought about getting a long run out of the way early in the week but then I overslept. It was another triple digit day and my motivation flagged as the day went on. At the last minute I threw on running clothes and managed to get out the door for a late evening 5k. It was short but I am glad I did something other than laze around like a sloth.
Tuesday- Rest I rarely run the Tuesday after a 3 day weekend. Work is usually crazy and runs late. Theory held. 😛
Wednesday- 2.0 miles This was supposed to be 4 miles but work ran late and this was all I squeezed in before the light really faded once I got back to town. Oops.
Thursday- 1.5 miles Failed kitten rescue! I set out to run but only made it about 3/4 of a mile up the hill before I heard a little meow then saw a tiny kitten in the storm drain. He looked like he needed help so I tried to rescue him. I managed to coax him out of the storm drain and noticed he was limping but he wouldn’t let me near him. I followed/chased him through bushes, freaked out a dog in a yard, almost fell down a little hill, got odd looks from other runners passing by but couldn’t find him. He went into stealth mode! After more than 30 minutes I gave up, sad. By then it was getting dark so I just headed back to the car.
Friday- Rest I worked then out to Avila Beach to pick up my race packet. Packet might be a misnomer- it was a bib and shirt. And I almost got lost in the parking lot- a few more signs would have been nice.
Then I attempted a quick change before heading to work town for the Avocado Margarita Festival. Where I had to park way too far away and book it down to the volunteer tent in flip flops. My haircut appointment was a no go and my dad was a champ and met the delivery guys to accept the bed delivery. Even though that was an adventure in itself. His solution to making sure that the cats or dog didn’t get out while the guys were there was to just have them deliver the new bed to the garage. Then when I got home we carried it into the house and set it up. 😛
Sunday- Haha! Oh my god, I’m broken. I can’t move. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve been this sore. Like I wish my bathroom had those handicap accessible bars in it for I need to use the restroom. 😂 I kept telling myself that I was going to run but the very idea of going down my driveway actually scared me. Ouch!!!
11.6 miles for the week. Haha. I really should have run that long run on Monday. Maybe I also should have looked at the elevation profile of the race sooner than Friday too. I might have anticipated my broken-ess a little more. Right now I am just hoping I can walk normally on Monday. 😛
How was your week?
When was the last time you felt abnormally sore?
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