Back With a Capital Vengence!

Restorative yoga rest day.

Easy evening run up to the ridge between City Creek and North Salt Lake? on the BST. Perfect timing for a gorgeous sunset atop the ridge, but then grrr does it get dark fast and I ended up running scared in the dark most of the way home. An entire hour of rolling and stretching and misc PT after. 

Had a pretty chaotic day at work so I walked all the way home hoping to work out the funk. Swung by a certain Avenues porch to pick up my weekly vegetable share and already put down an entire Minnesota Midget and a handful of tasty tomaters. Now I happy and virtually funk-less except for the kink in my back from lugging my melons for miles :)   

AM: Morris Meadows Loop. My legs felt terrible. I am not a morning runner. One good thing though, saw a HUGE full moon set over the Salt Lake - awesome! Trying to figure out how I could feel so awful after three easy days... I haven't been eating a lot of carbs since fruits and veggies are so good right now, so could that be it? How did so many fruitarians run Leadville?

PM: Biked to restorative yoga. Two restore classes in one week so I ought to be fully restored by now! Dinner of green beans, swiss chard, melon, and white grape isn't really helping the need more carbs thing. 

I think all this running is turning me into a wuss! Needed to feel strong so I got back on my bike and went for a 90 minute cruise on the Legacy.To think I biked like 70 days in a row this Spring when I couldn't do anything else and now I haven't been for a ride in over a month.

At this point I can't physically run hard enough to get the kind of workout I get on the bike and I really, really need to prioritize the cross-training which I have been neglecting since I can FINALLY run. Operation back to yoga and cycling has been a success this week so I am on the right path! 

2 miles. 1 slow, 1 fast.

Racing tomorrow :)

Two little words I never thought I would hear: first woman :)

The Sapper Joe was the most fun race ever!!! Mostly because the start line was wedged between two tanks and some men in uniform shot off a cannon at the start, which really got me moving! The first few miles were totally in the dark and I kept falling off the road although the cleverly placed glow sticks kept us on track.

I sort of wish I the sun hadn't come up because it was illuminating what looked like a near vertical wall straight ahead of me. PLEASE don't let that be the way, which of course meant that it was the way. This was the absolutely most ridiculous uphill ever!!! The only thing I can think to compare it to is the climb up Black Mountain, but SERIOUSLY 250 feet in a quarter mile?!? It was so steep that I almost had to use my hands to keep from tipping over backwards and that hill just kept going and going for a mile or more.

Finally after four miles and well over 2000 feet of gain, I got to some downhill which at first felt terrible since my quads were burning so badly I thought there was no way I could kick it in to high gear to make it back down to all those soldiers. With the aid station in sight, I finally got my legs moving and it was at that point that I found out that there weren't any gals in front of me. So I grabbed some pretzels and some water and hauled @ss down to the finish. I ran miles 7, 8, and 9 just under a 7 minute pace which is a gosh darned miracle for me! We are talking SERIOUS miracle!

So much fun! Best part was my super awesome prize, a water bottle with a TANK on it! Not to mention, race medals were dog tags with... you guessed it a TANK on it. Screw birds, put a TANK on it is my new favorite saying!