I'm still contemplating dates, but having decided to go for it, I tried to stick with my training schedule. I gave my legs a little rest the first week taking 3 days off and then doing two 2 mile runs and a 5 mile run on the weekend. The next week I went back to my usual 3 miles two times during the week and another 5 miles on the weekend.
|Just when I think I can't look like any more of a hot mess while running, my husband snags my sunglasses on his way out the door and I'm left with this Jersey Shore crap my 9 year old picked up from my crazy brother. I felt like a complete dimwit.|
|My husband couldn't run with me thanks to his recent ankle injury during our half marathon so he rode a bike next to me with the dogs. And it was actually kind of fun. Other than getting tangled in the leashes.|
The weekend after my half I ran 5 miles and my average pace was 10:18. Since I'm usually a 10:30 to 11:00 minute mile girl so that pretty much made my day. I didn't think it could get much better than that, but then two days later I refused to slow down no matter how out of breath I felt and I did 3 miles in 28:32. That's my fastest time going 3 miles. Even better, it included one whole entire mile run at an average pace of 8:40. I've never run a mile that fast! I was beyond excited. Panting and felt like dying. But pumped. Although I will admit I did wonder for a second if my watch was working right. Just saying.
|Second bathroom stop. It was hot out and I was a shiny mess sweating my life away.|
|Shiny shoulders. Hot mess central.|
|Pretty weather. Pretty scenery. Sunshine. Holla.|
|The odds of me getting my heart rate up seem slim with a kid carrying a giant stuffed cow. Note to self: You and your chins look awesome from this angle.|
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