This pretty much sums up my week. I worked 6 days this week which for most people is normal or a day extra. Since I'm off Friday during the summer, this was a lonnnnng week. Working Monday through Saturday night equals tired, beat, and drained.
I was very proud of myself given my long schedule and training. I managed to run 4 times and fit in bodypump. I also started my healthy marathon eating, which I do think has helped (when I follow it).
All of my short 3 mile run's this week were in the 9-9.5 minute mile range, and the knee/hip pain isn't as bad as it's been. I was doing well.
I knew working 6 days left only one day to run 7, the dreaded early Sunday morning run...
I was a total old lady and fell asleep way too early last night trying to watch the Olympics (even though I already knew who won- boo). I was up at 6 and got ready to go- forgetting to eat anything or bring a gel. I did however, remember my gps watch, iphone, ear buds, and water- so that was a plus.
I started off the first mile, and for some reason mile 1 of 1 or 1 of 1,000 is always the most difficult. It's almost as though my body is hibernating and there's no way it's moving at that pace. As I started, I thought through what I had eaten yesterday. Well..given that my job is running a non-profit hotel esque place, food options are usually pre-packaged unless a meal group is in to cook.
So my food from yesterday:
- 100 Calorie awful fake sugar breakfast bar
- Eggs
- Breakfast potatoes
- Roll with butter (I think)
- 3 delicious chocolate chip cookies
- 2 bottles of water
- 1 pre-packaged tuna salad with crackers
- Chobani apple greek yogurt
- Leftover peas,rice,chicken combo
- Skinny cow ice cream
Today's game was the smile test. And if i calculated correctly, today was at 98%. There were thankfully enough people that I passed throughout this run that I could smile at, and pretend 7 miles was a nice, comfy run- and they too should do it- hmm maybe not. Everyone that looked my way received a smile- now whether or not they smiled back because I was sweaty, red, and pretty nasty, or just being nice is TBD. Every single man, woman, and child smiled back- except for the woman who gave me the stink eye- I'll let her slide and pretend she needed sunglasses.
7 miles done in a 11:17 pace (including walk breaks). Chocolate milk after, and currently ice on the knee.
Best feeling of all: Feeling so accomplished at 8:10am! Or maybe the creepy man who told me I looked great after finishing all sweaty, stinky, nasty, and red- or maybe NOT!
16 weeks remain. Week 2 0f 18: DONE!!! :)
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