Running with Pixie Dust

Today's run:

Half Marathon Training Week Seven, Day One

2.86 miles/40:00

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?