Half Marathon Training Week Seven, Day One
Today's post-run snack:
Sorry to all the boys reading this (that's hilarious, we all know that the only boy reading this is David, and he already knows all my gross things) - but sometimes I really hate having a menstrual cycle. Can't there be an on/off switch? So I can turn that nonsense on when I feel like having babies... and turn it off now, when even my mother tells me that I'm not ready for kids because I cried my eyes out yesterday when Bonnie lost another puppy tooth. And yes, I do realize that I'm crazy.
Today's run was pretty good... the one consistently great thing I can say about long runs is that they make short runs seem so gloriously easy. Just 20 minutes in, I realized it was about time to turn around and head home. That's just delightful. I was a little worried because I set my alarm for 6:30 am instead of 5:30 am, and when the alarm went off, I immediately worried that it was going to be too hot. Okay, so that's a lie... when the alarm went off, I actually immediately wondered why the hell my alarm was going off and then remembered that I decided I would be a runner. That was dumb. Luckily, when I crawled out of bed, I found that it was still pretty chilly. Oh hell yes. Fall, I know you are coming. Come faster.
Now I should probably try standing up. And doing HIIT 20. Because you know, it's not like my chest is still throbbing from yesterday's Power Training adventure. I didn't almost cry when I was moving my arms while I was running.
Does anyone want to bring me a baked potato for lunch? Preferably with lots of bacon? And about ten pounds of cheese, sour cream, and chives?