- Livermore 13.1 -March 26
- Destination Races Santa Barbara 13.1- May 13
So other states have winter storms with names but California never has. Mostly because we rarely get storms out here. We get earthquakes. Well, last week California got their chance at a storm with a name- Lucifer paid us a visit. Talk about over dramatic. But in all seriousness, Friday was kind of like all hell breaking loose. Flooding, landslides, sinkholes, etc. The drive to work was sketchy at best with next to zero visibility between rain and fog and that was before I encountered the crazy wind. Debris was all over the road, I really missed owning an SUV. I was rerouted in work town due to downed power lines. We ran without power for 3+ hours at work. At one point, the entire town was out of power. Trees were falling left and right, including our parking lot. Work is one building over from the police station and one block up from the the fire department- I have never seen that much non-stop activity before. One news report said that there was a new emergency call every 2 minutes. All state parks and beaches were evacuated and closed due to falling trees. Roads were closed for flooding all over the county. And this was calm compared to some of California.
Monday- Rest After the previous days long run, my legs were a little tired so I stuck to the day off in between workouts plan and rested. As I drove away from what looked like an amazing pink sunset and decent temps for once, I couldn’t help but think that I should have run.
Tuesday- 3.1 miles The slowest, most uncomfortable miles ever. My stomach was being a total asshat but I forced myself to run anyways. Or I tried… if you can call it that. I couldn’t tell you the last time I ran that slow. It was definitely not a confidence inspiring run. What I haven’t mentioned is that my stomach has been a complete asshat these past 2 weeks. Pretty much everything I eat makes me sick, boo.
Wednesday- Rest After the previous day’s farce, I wasn’t even going to attempt it.
Thursday- Rest- More asshat-ness from my stomach. Yay. This time I listened to the cues from my body and just put my running gear back in the car and drove home.
Friday- Lucifer–yeah, no running.
Saturday- 4.5 miles I had planned on running my long run but the break in the storm wasn’t as long as the weather app said. Boo. Then when I did head out, I could not get it into gear. I was so sluggish. Even downhill; I slowed down downhill- who does that? I know there’s a ton of moisture in the air which is not making my asthma happy but man I saw some numbers on the watch this week that just depressed me. So I tried not to think about it.
Sunday- 8 miles– I slept like crap the night before so when my alarm went off to get up and run, I slapped that thing off, rolled over and went back to sleep. I figured I would see how many miles I could squeeze in before the storm came back in the afternoon. I won’t lie, I kind of wanted to skip the whole thing. I told myself I could cut it short if I was absolutely miserable. I was thinking about it during mile 2 but I kept pushing on. Mile 3 picked up the pace a bit, same with mile 4. Mile 5 saw some rain, a hill and a mini wall. I slowed down but kept going. I also let myself be distracted by a cute little house for sale. Mile 6 was better but I knew mile 7 had a big hill. Oddly, mile 7 was the exact same pace as mile 5. I did an out and back loop kind of thing that put me just past 7 at the bottom of my driveway. I had a sudden burst of energy so I ran past so I could hit 8 miles. For a run I didn’t really want to do, it ended up being the best run all week!
15.5 miles for the week and actually 3 running days. Now if I could just cross train. 😛 The miles went up and in some ways it was a better week then last week. Have to look on the shiny side right??? Now if I can just keep the momentum going and not backslide. Which may be hard, I admit I am struggling with all this rain. There is still more to come. I think I can, I think I can.
How was your week?
What did you do this weekend?