4th was yesterday. we won’t even address how many devil’s food cupcakes I ate, topped with homemade buttercream frosting. let’s just leave it at i never wanted to throw up in a full marathon but yesterday, on my penance-run, yeah, i wanted to hurl. bad. i even told a passing walker this much-unneeded info. ‘how are you?’ sputtering, ‘oh, hey, i ate too many cupcakes. i really want to hurl.’ well, she ASKED, didn’t she??? bet she doesn’t do THAT again 🙂
anywho, today. off-kilter – seemed like monday. slow household – late sleepers, slow movers, i even forgot to top off my coffee…which reminds me…well, i’ll get some in a bit. you see the time? 4:17.
finally jumped on my bike after trip to library and target. managed 9 miles. i whittled my expectations down with each passing mile – 1 hour i started with. no, too long. too much to do. 10 miles? well, we’ll see. so, there, 9. i’ll take it. plus, y’all, the temps hovered between 100 & 102, no kidding.
so, just having that itchy leg feeling – you know, my legs just needed a couple of miles of turnover. i told my girls after summer homework (oh, yes), ‘mom’s gonna do a slow 2 miles on the treadmill.’ got on it. oopsie. punched the 5k program. no worries. i’ll just get off in 8 laps, right? right??? am i right???? teehee. okay, so, i’m doing 10:00 miles. finally, i realized in the middle of the second mile, ‘hey, this feels pretty darn good, y’all!’ my legs were heavy, but not in a dying-way. my butt was going, ‘hey, what did i ever do to you???’ and i was liking it. okay, let’s just finish this thing. after all, i pressed the 5K, button right??? let’s not waste a good 5K. so, i didn’t. now i’m typing. soon to go to soccer. i changed my running clothes. i even put my clean running skirt on inside out. ladies, think about that. i fixed it, laughing at myself. hey, those skirts can get pretty tangled. so, yeah, it has been a weird workout day, but i will take it, gladly, with both hands. cuz, after all, God let me wake up today, let me get 12+ lovely miles in and i’m still going.
dude, where’s my coffee? 🙂