Sunday, June 24, 2007

Sunday Long Run Report

What NOT to do on long run days

1. Do NOT eat at Long John Silvers on a long run day. (Not a good idea any other day, but if you have to, wait until another day).
2. Drink chocolate milk. This is only important if chocolate milk gives your guts a terrible fit at even the mere mention of it. Roni, even knows that Daddy is not allowed to drink chocolate milk, because the whole family suffers when he does. But it is soooooo good! And I only had a sip.
3. Any combination of 1 and 2. (Is there more than 1 way to combine 2 options????)

Let's just say today's run was sloooooow, and a little painful. At least I didn't see any snakes...that would have been a disaster.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Guuuuuhhhh

I hate snakes

Sorry about the laundry Babe.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Sunday Long Run report

Things are gonna get easier

7 miles on a rest week. I didn't run much this week. i tried going out on Tuesday, or Wednesday and only got a mile in, because my right shin felt like it was going to split in half. I like to think I learned some lessons from running last year...if it hurts, don't keep going and make it worse, turn around and walk home. Legs felt good yesterday, so hopefully that continues.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Sunday Long Run report

Ran it on Monday and reported it on Tuesday. Oh well.


10 Miles on the walkway. Nothing exciting. Happy that my pace is picking up a little bit, and my leg didn't hurt. That's all. Out.

Movie Monday

The long awaited return...on a Tuesday (nobody has ever accused me of doing things normal).


Monday, June 04, 2007

Sunday Long Run report

Remember???


Had a good long run this week. Pouring rain the entire time. 9 miles, and I wanted more. Why do we forget the good stuff? Why did I dread going out in the weather, when I know it is one of my favorite times to run? Why can't I get excited about getting my miles in for this marathon? Why do I forget sometimes the great feeling of accomplishment, in finishing what you start out to do? Last night on my long run, I ran a 7.5 mile loop, and ended up at the truck. I thought to myself how easy it would be to call that enough and just get in and go home and get dry. But I kept going and finished the run, and I felt better at the end than I did when I started...just like I always do. The same goes for so many other things in life. Losing weight. Why do I forget how good it feels to see numbers dropping, and being able to fit in smaller sizes, and look better in them too? And feel better? Things are gonna change.