Ahh, Daylight savings time. Love the extra hour for about 2 days in the morning but hate it in the evenings for running. However, since the time change didn’t take effect until Sunday, I can’t really blame the laziness of the week on that can I? Nope, this was all me.
Monday- Rest Silly Slacker forgot her Knuckle Lights and I do not go the gym on Monday evenings. So I just headed home. Bad idea.\
Tuesday- 4.3ish miles bike I had my gym bag from the day before and my previously misplaced lights but with it being Halloween I figured an outside run was probably not a good idea. My gym also has a tendency to close early for every holiday (which I previously learned the hard way) so I admit I didn’t even try. I aimed for some cross training instead. Maybe the not running was for the best as barely 4 miles in I was running away sick. Stupid stomach.
Wednesday- Rest Ok I can never miss my Monday run. It’s just a downhill slide of lazy after that. It was too easy to be talked out my run tonight.
Thursday- 3 miles I ran from work hoping to take advantage of slower sunsets except it was overcast and the summer barely came out. Boo. Other than that it wasn’t a bad easy run. And somehow even with the massive hill at the end I still kept my heart rate out of the red zone. Tiny wins.
Friday- Rest I didn’t have to work open to close- wow that was nice! Getting home was a little tricky as the league championship high school football game was being played down the street from my house. Spoiler alert- the home town that has gone through head coaches in a year (so much drama) somehow pulled off an undefeated season.
Saturday- 3.1 miles I am trying to prepare for Vegas for so it was another double afternoon run weekend. Saturday went according to plan. Not speedy and kind of chilly to start- odd storm clouds had rolled through on Friday but it cleared partially mid-run and suddenly I was overdressed. Ahhh, the running outfit struggles.
Sunday- 7.75 miles All aboard the struggle bus. I set out in the early afternoon with a plan for 10 miles. Mile 1 started out ok but mile 2 turned into a something different. I couldn’t control my pace and my breathing was out of whack. Just as my watch chimed mile 2, I felt like my blood sugar bottomed out and it was all I could do to stay upright. I stopped and took a few moments. I then changed my route so I was always near people and cars and I turned on the run/walk intervals so I could force myself to keep things easy from then on out. That said, I still wasn’t sure how far I was going to get. 7.75 brought me back to my car and that seemed like a good number. Or better than nothing.
13.94 miles for the week, 4 ish on the bike. Yeah, lazy week indeed.
And now we’re on to Vegas week!
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