After all the unexpected rest last week, I was raring to go this week. Well, kind of. I wanted to be, but mostly what happens after a few days off is that I just continue my descent into laziness, which is why I don’t really like taking days off in the first place. It’s a slippery slope, my friends. The good news is I’m back on track!
- Monday: Barre class, 3 mile run
- Tuesday: 6 mile run
- Wednesday: Barre class, 3 mile run
- Thursday: One hour bike ride (16.5 miles)
- Friday: Barre class in the morning
- Saturday: 13 mile run
- Sunday: 2 hours of kayaking
I feel like when I sat down to write this post, I had really eloquent things to say about this week. Now? Not so much. I do remember that my bike ride Thursday felt really easy and a lot better than expected given that the last time I rode my bike outside, I felt like I might actually collapse. I was supposed to run Saturday morning, but the pouring rain wasn’t very inviting, so I held off til the afternoon. I basically did 4 loops of the area near my house, which was exactly as boring as you would expect. However, I live under a rock and am still not finished with Serial, so that entertained me. The run felt really good and I was under a 10:00/mile pace, although not sure exactly (just an estimate based on start/finish times).
And finally, with spring comes the reintroduction of more non-traditional workouts! I love doing different active things in the summer and spring, as winter is pretty limiting. This weekend, I went kayaking around Lake Murray for 2 hours with some friends, since AJ was off at a car thing. They were more leisurely about the whole process than me, because I cannot help but turn every activity into a workout. So, while they would take breaks and look at the scenery, I would literally paddle around them in circles. I am so fun to do activities with.
I’m getting simultaneously excited and filled with dread as training escalates. I am running 15 miles for my long run this week, which is starting to get into “real” long run territory for me. I’m cautiously optimistic about it and actually find myself looking forward to moving forward. Who thought marathon training could be fun?