Knocked out 3 miles tonight. It’s been in the 60s all day with very little humidity. I ran 3 miles in 31:30 – that’s a 10:30 min/mi pace. It’s not my fastest run ever, but considering I’ve been doing 12:00-12:30 min/mi pace lately with all this humidity I’m thrilled. Today I felt like the badass half-marathoner that I am, for the first time in months.
Then to top it off I did Shred Level 2 Day 9.
Last Week: 191.4
This Week: 191.4
Change: -0
Scale you are evil.
I am stronger, fitter and toner now that I’m nearly done with level 2 of shred in addition to all my running mileage.
I can’t wait to do measurements when I’m done with shred. I’m sure I’ll like those numbers!
With my Nov 12th half marathon booked that gives me 10 weeks for formal training plans. I turned to my handy dandy google documents and mapped out my 10 week plan (modfied from Hal Higdon’s Novice 2 plan).
The week following my half I will kick off 18 weeks of Marathon Training (which I also mapped out on a google doc) in preparation for the Los Angeles Marathon on March 18th. I’ve wanted to run a marathon for nearly a year. I can’t let life uncertainties or job uncertainties get in the way.
Training will keep me grounded, focused and positive. I need all those things in my life right now.
Signed up for my next half marathon. November 12th. I’m coming for you…
GPOY – at a red light. I’m having a pretty day, plus I’m going to a reception at the university president’s house later!
I’m wearing running clothes under my church clothes complete with sneakers and my garmin. Plan to get a quick 3-4 miles in and shred before some afternoon plans
I’m pretty sure my dog gets a sick sense of joy from the comfort of the couch while I’m sweating, cursing and doing shred
Just got a call that I didn’t get a job I wanted.
Went to sign up for the Savannah rock ‘n roll half marathon I had my eye on in case I wasn’t going to move/get a new job and within the last week the half sold out.
I’m crying at my desk.
Today after shred I planned to go out on a 3 mile run without music. I got less than a quarter mile in when a truck drove right next to me and some stupid frat daddy or something SCREAMS like bloody murder at me. It scared the bejeezus out of me. It was unnecessary, loud, and right in my ear. I was so shaken I couldn’t get my rhythm and turned back home.