You just never know…
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Fartlek. Yes, I said it out loud. Hearing the words Indian Fartlek strikes fear into the hearts of most runners and those are precisely the words that my coach spoke last night. On hills no less. It was 58* out which you’d think was perfect however it was overcast and raining with 20 mph winds. My hands were freezing, it was one of the most exhausting workouts I can remember doing and I was the first to drop out. When I dropped, our steady pace UP HILLS was a 7:45 minute mile. I wanted to hang longer, but once I dropped back, my teammates started dropping one by one for the next .2 miles so I didn’t do too badly. I would have only gotten another 2 sprints more than I did. At the end of the loop, coach waited and told us at the next road sign to all out sprint to the end. So I did. I was already running in the 7’s and my Garmin said for that short burst I ran a 5 minute mile. Holy. Crap.
You know those training runs where you’re so spent you aren’t sure when you’ll be able to move again and you vacillate between wanting to throw up and not wanting to throw up?? That was last night. It was euphorically difficult. You say, “There’s no way I can do that – holy cow I just did that!!”. That, my friends, is a good work out!
Swimming kicks my butt. Coach has been working on my stroke which is fantastic and I spent time watching my teammates so what he was saying had a visual impact. My lower body is doing what it’s supposed to and my breathing is better. I’m trying to get my head down further in the water. It’s a work in progress for sure but I love how blissfully exhausted swimming makes you feel. Limp noodle. It helps work out all the kinks from running as well. I was a little wimpy today because of this ridiculous lingering cold, but swim day always challenges me.
I’m over the cold for the most part. 2 days of fever, 5 days of miserable, the last couple days just the lingering residual tendrils that wear you out. Last night, it was team time!!! We did mile repeats. Moderate the coach said. I didn’t have my Garmin so I ran with Jason and he kept track. He does a better job than I do anyway so I think he should just accept it as his duty and I can just run. Seriously. It’s a very hilly, very difficult run. Not the hardest we do, but very tough. When coach says to meet at the Rattler, we all cringe. Jason and I crushed it. I was actually impressed with the times we pulled. Training is hard. Running is hard. I love it! 9.3 miles total. 6 miles of repeats: 8:47, 7:20; 7:45; 8:40; 8:25; 7:17. Can you tell which ones we were going up on????
A day or two has gone by…. I still haven’t figured out how to post from my Kindle Fire without losing the post… Need to work on that. Here’s some fun while I was sick….
In the desert you wake up to 28* and in the afternoon it’s 55*. Lovely. We tend to have Spring two or three times so winter will probably kick us in the pants again, but for now I’m enjoying the reprieve from cold temperatures all day. After being sick for a few days (thank goodness that’s over!!) I was ready to get outside. Chris wanted to do 5 miles on the bike path in the afternoon when it warmed up and I decided to pace him so I’d be slower.
Also Kalley got her big girl shots and her microchip. It was a full day folks….. And a lovely Sunday. I’m still WAY too sick to clean, so I didn’t…. Oh, don’t worry – it’ll be waiting for me later. That stuff never lets you down. My vacuum is on stand by.
Since I got knocked on my booty by this nasty cold, I haven’t run. I won’t run with a fever, vomiting or lung issues so it’s been yucky. I’m stir crazy but exhausted, ready to go but my “get up” is gone. Work, kids and minimal cooking/cleaning have me wiped out. But here’s some random fun stuff because even sick, I’m still a blast!!
Yesterday at work I wrote my first blog post from my Kindle Fire. And lost it. I don’t know how, or what I did, but it was epic and now we’ll all miss out. I’m blaming it on the fact that I’m sick. Yes, I bragged about my 48 hour little cold and my 24 hour mild flu bug and how I rarely get sick. Actually that’s all true. But then I got knocked flat on my butt by a monster cold that wants to vacation in my sinuses. Lovely. Oh, well, it had to happen someday. I am blessed to rarely get sick and rarely have it last long. But those aren’t the words I’m talking about.
I recently got a Facebook message from someone I do not know. He asked if I would wear an outfit for him this summer on his birthday. Just stand on the side of the road and wear it. Freaking creepy.
I work hard for my body, have put it through a lot and I’m proud that – at 42 years old – I’m in pretty good shape and I’m not self-conscious at all. It is what it is. But THIS outfit?? No skin, nothing risque…. A running skirt I paired with tights and a long sleeve under my V-day T-shirt. But it was the WAY it was said. I could have told him my husband wouldn’t approve, but I don’t approve. So I said, “No I won’t wear it for you. How about this – I’ll wear what I want, when I want and I’ll blog about it. If you like it, that’s great.” To which he replied, “How about if I just never write to you again?? How would you like that?” Well, perfect actually. Now we’re on the same page!!
So can I urinate between parked cars with the doors open?? What if you’re closed?? Holy cow this made me laugh but really it’s all about being direct and honest without being offensive. There’s a bathroom in here – just come on in and use it, it’s Okay…
You can say the same thing in a hundred different ways. That guy could have just said he liked the outfit, he wished he had a girlfriend that wore the outfit, etc… instead of asking if I’d wear it for him…. Runners are pretty straight forward and we give each other lots of information but we’re usually careful in how we word things. I want constructive criticism, I want encouragement, words of wisdom, advice on being better, etc… but it’s all in how we word it. Unless, of course, you want Tabasco with your feet in your mouth….
Photo dump. You guys all have gutter brains…. Like I’d post about actually taking a dump. Okay, I would. Just not today.