Chug-along-chica!

A little over 2 miles tonight with Christine, mostly barefoot at 10:31 pace.  Hamstrings felt a little tight, but overall,  I'm not as sore as I thought I would be.  This leads me to believe that probably my trouble at the end of the race on Sat. was really more due to running out of glycogen than anything else.

Christine was absolutely baffled that I would want to run today.   Actually, though, I couldn't wait to run!!!  It was a busy busy day with traveling back from Utah, teaching a back-log of piano lessons, and having birthday festivities.  But I finally got out.  And I just have to say: don't let my rather morose race entry fool you, I was under the influence of exhaustion when I wrote that.   I am more excited about running right now than I have ever been in my whole entire life, and that's no joke!  That whole experience was a top five moment of my life, non-family related category.

I see now that it is an absolute privilege to be trying to push the limits a little more and more.  Someday I want to run a half and be able to RUN the whole darn thing, not just survive it, and ooze my way through the last couple of miles.  Hmm.  I have to be careful, though.  I am at higher risk for injury while I am recovering from this weekend. 

P.S.  This has been one of my very best birthdays ever and thanks so much to everyone who was so supportive of my race and everything.  It was really fun to meet a lot of you and the Blogger Open House on Sunday.  *Yawn*  Gotta go, I'll catch up with you guys tomorrow.
 

1 Mile this morning with the double jogging stroller & 80 pounds of kid.

2 Miles with Christine tonight at 10:21 pace.

I continue to feel better and better about having run a half. I feel like I can do ANYTHING now. It's probably a good time to hit me up to do a multi-level marketing scheme. He he he. (Just kidding, please don't!)

I know what I need to tackle next...EARLY morning running. It is a sad fact, but summer is just around the corner. Running around 5 am is absolutely essential to surviving the heat. I should make the adjustment now, while I am all pumped up. OK. Tomorrow, I'm going running at 5:30 am. If I don't...then...I'll...do 30 push-ups in one day (it would take a full day to accomplish this, since I can only do 1 at a time--laugh if you must.) But no worries, because I'm going running at 5:30! Time for some WOMAN POWER. (Kind of like will power, but it fluctuates a little more.)

Hey, check it out! Thanks to Adam for pointing out this picture to me. This is me finishing the Provo City Half Marathon in my socks. I see now how puffy my face is. JK.

I can tell exactly what I am thinking by looking at this picture. The Pachevs have a lovely, deep, cushy couch in their front room. I was thinking 'I'm gonna lay down on that couch and not move for at least an hour!' And I did.  (Actually, I think this is when I first saw my three little boys waiting for me just across the finish line.  But the couch truly was an inspiration to me during miles 11-12.)

One mile barefoot today at the crack of dawn, 10:17 pace

3 more tonight at 9:55 pace, shod.  Gotta calm down, that is just a little fast for me in a recovery week.  Everything feels good now except possibly my hamstrings, which are just a little tight.

2 Miles with the jogging stroller. 10:47 pace, which is fast for me with the stroller. The other 2 miles I had planned for after my missionary appointments did not happen, much to my chagrin. (I got home at 10 pm!) I opted to try for a somewhat decent night's sleep so I could wake up darn early Friday morning. I feel okay about it (only 2) since it is a recovery week.

1 mile barefoot in the darn stinking early morning hours.  Groan.  But is was beautiful--50 degrees and birds chirping and everything.  Then 2.1 more miles after stopping to shoe-up.  I think it was all around 10:30 pace.  I feel sleepy.  Possibly I will run with Christine tonight.

1 token barefoot mile with my psychotic but also majorly cute dog.

2 more miles with Sparky (shod), in an effort to induce the kind of exhaustion that will keep him from barking at every single bug he finds in the back yard. Our beloved next-door neighbors have very sensitive ears for barking. (I don't blame them. Well, maybe just a little teeny bit I do.)

5 more miles just to induce the kind of exhaustion in me that will prevent any unnecessary household cleaning. There was a very stiff wind. Headwind on the way out (agony!) and tailwind on the way back (bliss!). 10:17 average pace for the 8 miles.