Have you seen the Old Glory shoes from Brooks? Someone tell me I don’t need these. It’s so hard to resist!
I don’t talk about work much other than to say it was busy, but it has seriously been insane the last few weeks. Like full moon crazy for weeks. What?!?! Why?!?
Do we want to place bets on if I will get up early to run on Saturday? You’d think I would learn but clearly I don’t. I wouldn’t even bet on me at this point.
I recently started rewatching Warehouse 13. I miss cheesy, awesome sci fi shows like that. Where did they all go?
I was social! Well, kind of. Networking is not my strongest skill. Socially awkward over here. But I went to the monthly mixer and was moderately social. It helps that it was small and at a very pretty location.
I was torn between 2 local 5K’s in the next week and then time passed for registration for the first. Oops. But seriously, how is it almost July??? I think I am in such denial about how fast time in flying these days.
Anyone else feel like running has lowered their standards on what is acceptable to wear in public post run??? I used to be pretty put together and now I’ll go around in just run in clothes with sweaty hair, looking haggard. Which might not be so bad if people from high school or elementary school didn’t suddenly decide to be everywhere lately. I’ve be recognized at the random-est times by people I don’t always remember lately. What?? People, I was recognized by someone from the office staff of my elementary school. How??? It’s been decades. Literally.
I was going to a Rambling On for today but I got distracted by YouTube.
My last Run to the Music was the beginning of January and prior to that was just before Big Sur in April 2018. I don’t do this very often. Possibly because I can listen to the same thing for a very long time. Actually since I realized that an Amazon Prime comes with streaming music too I have been branching out more than I used to.
However, I always come back to Shinedown. I’ve loved this band since Sound of Madness back in 2003 ish. Actually Sound of Madness might be my ringtone still. One thing about just upgrading your iPhone every year is that those settings just roll over. And my phone is on silent 95% of the time. This isn’t the first time they’ve made the blog or Instagram.
This isn’t even the song I meant to share at the beginning of this post. But I fell down a hole of videos and spent some time there. This also isn’t even the original version of the song but I think it’s better than the original. And it’s something we could all stand to hear sometimes.
Definitely a different vibe than Monsters which is what I went looking for on YouTube. But I can listen to this song on repeat for days. It helps that I have 3 versions. And if I ever manage to face the pain and get that tattoo I’ve wanted- I have a feeling one of their lyrics will be my second. Yes, I was born in the 80’s and I know that is cheesy.
We started it with a red flag heat wave then swung back the other way. I had some good runs, I missed one and one definitely pushed the definition of the word “run”.
I had a slap in the face about the level of my emotional eating and tendency to eat more than I should in one sitting. But that’s for another blog post. That I’ve started and stopped a few times already.
My sciatica pain came back. Either due to my new (to me) desk chair or because I spent an hour on the treadmill this week. Could be either, could be both. Not gonna lie, wish I could go get my chair from my previous office.
Oh and I rearranged all the furniture in my bedroom over the weekend because why not?
Plan vs Reality
Monday 1.5 miles/ .8 ish miles I am pushing it by calling this a run. I was in jeans and boots but I was moving pretty fast. It hit 105 in hometown that day and 95 in SLO. While the home town temp isn’t abnormal- that SLO temp is. I had to do an errand for work and I was moving pretty quickly. I admit when I learned there was a fire in the riverbed at home town and they were shutting down the main bridge in town, I turned on my watch while doing this errand.
Tuesday 1 mile up/down, 2x 1 mile repeats/ 4 miles -1 up/down, 2 x1 mile repeats It was 103 in home town so I used my brain and headed to the gym. I hate the treadmill. The warm mile wasn’t bad, I didn’t nail the mile repeat paces but I was damn close. I find running on the treadmill so much harder then outside. And by mile 4, I could tell that my lower back was not happy.
Wednesday 1.5 miles/ 1.5 miles Nothing much to say just went out and did it.
Thursday- 3.5 mile fartlek run/ 3.5 mile fartlek run My stomach was a total asshat and I was tired and did not want to run. I was trying to rationalize skipping the run but I changed and headed out anyways. I normally love fartlek runs but this was more about getting it done. It wasn’t horrible but I was glad I pulled it together.
Friday- 1.5 miles/ Spiral I skipped this run. My lower back was hurting pretty badly but I wonder if I just used that as an excuse. It also wasn’t a great food night and reality may have hit me.
Saturday- 8 miles/ 8.5 miles Once again I hit the snooze button a few too many times. So another mid afternoon run was on the books. I almost pushed the run to Sunday but told myself to stop being stupid. I headed out around 3:30 and it was only in the 80’s. I started off with a half mile warmup then got to business trying to get the next 8 miles in the long run zone assigned. So close! Miles 4-6 were too slow. I ran a section of road that while shaded the headwind died. The temperature increased like wow. My stomach also cramped spectacularly in mile 5. I slammed to a halt and wondered if I could even make it to my car. There were park bathrooms .5 mile in the opposite way so I was torn which way to go. I stood on the side of the road for a while. But someone was conspiring against me- they tore down the park bathrooms!! Why?!?!?! Somehow my miles back to the car were my fastest. With moments when I had to stop and take deep breathes. In and out, in and out. It was also my first run trying a new fuel but I am not sure which way to make that correlation. Hmmm.
Sunday- Rest/ Rest Nailed it! I actually thought about heading out to make up the missed 1.5 mile run but sleep and a migraine kept it a rest day. So I caught up on my DVR and cleaned my closet.
18.8 miles for the week. So close to where I was supposed to be!
As long as I’ve had this blog, I’ve worked in the same location and commuted on the daily. In the beginning it didn’t effect my running. In later years, I am not so sure. I really could just be that lazy. 😛
Prior to that I had somehow managed to work within a mile or 2 of home since I was a teenager. Numerous things changed over the years but I managed keep a short drive throughout. I hated long drives, who would want to?
Then I earned a promotion and transferred 30 miles away. And those 30 miles took between 45 minutes to an hour. Yet, I didn’t hate it. Suddenly things didn’t seem so far away. My temper calmed down too. Hmmm. It helped that I worked with some truly awesome people over the years.
On Wednesday, I said goodbye to those people and that office. Goodbye to some great customers. Goodbye cute little beach town, thanks for making me like the ocean. So long, nice, mostly regular breezy temps. But that also means goodbye to filling my tank so often as gas prices average in the 4’s these days.
Hello to opportunity. Hello, new office with other great people. Hello to a much shorter drive. Hello promotion. 😀
I need a nap. On a beach. In a hammock. Have I said that before?
I have a trail race tomorrow. Oops. I am hoping it is more fire road and less trail but we shall see. I know there’s a 350 foot climb at end of mile 2. What goes up must come down right? What else is it hiding? And I just read that we get to run through a barn so woo hoo!
Something about the fair always brings a heatwave to town. So let’s double the town population ( at minimum), make traffic nuts and weather 110. Yes. Don’t get me wrong, the fair does a good job and I’ve learned over the years that our small town has a damn impressive fair but by the end of 12 days I am over it. It doesn’t help that the fairgrounds are more in the middle of town than you would think. But my funnel cake made it worth it.
My boss is gone for the next few weeks so it’s back to not being able to leave the building for a while. In a way that’s a good thing- can’t be tempted to run down to Burger King for a quick meal on my lunch anymore. Besides, I rarely left during lunch anyways.
Oh and remember how I complained about my lack of reading?? I’ve since read 2 books!😀