Sunday: Long run. Planned 5 miles. Reality was 2 miles. The first two were AWESOME! I felt no pain. I was floating. I couldn't feel my body at all, actually. And then I realized Wait, this is awesome, but something funky is happening. Yeah - I ended up sitting in the shade under a tree by the golf course having a sudden, unexpected Meniere's attack. This was Man Friend's first time experiencing this, and what sucky timing it was. We ended up walking back to my house with a plan to finish the other 3 miles later. Sadly I was just never able to do it. Oh well - I mean it was just a 5 miler, not like this upcoming weekend's 15 mile run!
|I decided to be patriotic for once!|
Tuesday: Speed work! I freaking loved it! We drove down to the high school, parked, crossed over to the path and then began. Half a mile of very slow jogging to warm up. 1 mile at 5K/10K pace. Lather, rinse, repeat for 3 miles of speed work with the half mile recovery intervals. For a grand total of 5 miles, I did it! I DID have another Meniere's attack during my 2nd slow jog time but was able to just focus and get through it. It was a blast! We rewarded ourselves with pizza. You can never go wrong with pizza, right?
Wednesday: Happy holiday! Everybody in the world raced. I did not. I wanted to, but the race that I would have done was in Eugene and covers part of the Eugene Half Marathon course that always does a number on my leg and IT band. So I skipped it. Instead I ran my scheduled 3 miles. I went through the park and the VA complex - where they were having a classic car show. It was nice to have a little something to mix it up and give me something to look at. We deliberately ran it slower than normal and it felt great! *Psst -- Giraffy, Rose, check out what I wore. Look familiar?? Hopefully I wear it better than the lady we saw wearing it in Disneyland!
Up next, 5 miles tonight. 3 miles on Saturday and then the big 15 miler on Sunday -- my first run longer than a half marathon ... although I think I hit 14 miles when I did the WDW Marathon relay since I had to actually run half a mile to even get to my official start line!
Did you all have a nice Fourth of July? I watched a completely trashed mom being held up by her 10 year old son. She was covered in puke and apparently planning on driving them home. It was terrifying. A lot of drunk people. I was happy to get home in my cozy little cottage!