I wish I could say my absence was HIMYM-related, but sadly, I cannot. I've only watched two episodes this week
But to back up. Last Thursday I had an intense speed work session on tap. A mile warm up, 6x800 and 2x400, with a 1/2 mile cool down. I had my time ranges for the speed work sticky noted to the treadmill and off I went. Have I mentioned how much I like to run fast? Oh... I have? Sorry. Just thought I'd throw it out there. :) The run was... Legen....wait for it! ......dary. (In Barney's words).
I ended up with 5.15 miles in 39:04 for a pace of 7:36. Bam! After each 800 interval I walked for .15 miles (roughly 3 minutes) and .1 after the 400's. Uff da. I kicked my own @$$!
I had every intention of getting in a 10 mile long run over the weekend, as the weather was going to be bad, so I wasn't going to get to see the boy [insert pouty face here]. Superhero to the rescue decided he'd come get me and bring me back home with him since he drives a big bad truck that fears no ice/snow/wind storms. He's hands down my favorite road trip partner and we jammed out/sang at the top of our lungs/drum soloed it up for the drive. You gotta love when your face hurts from smiling so much. Too mushy? So sorry. :)
Saturday morning I had plans to hit the school gym's treadmill for my run, but sleeping in then napping sounded so much better. Maybe Sunday will work. Naaaaaaaw. Doesn't sound like much fun Sunday either. SLACKER.
What's that? You want to see how cute *I* look in *MY* Favre jersey? Well I can't deny my readers THAT, can I?!?!? Nope. This photo was snapped at a Packers v. Lions game fall of 2006 moments after Brett ran about 5 feet away from me. You will never see me look happier. Guaranteed.
Monday I was snowed in and unable to get back home, so guess who didn't run again? Answer: Me. Tuesday same deal. I think I need to get the boy running with me otherwise we're never going to be able to spend 5 consecutive days together. :p
Wednesday I was finally back to my homeland and was going to kick my fresh-as-a-daisy legs into gear. I planned to do a 7 mile tempo run. 1 mile warm up and 6 miles at 8:28 pace. The last 2 miles were a s-t-r-u-g-g-l-e, I don't think I had eaten enough, my legs felt fine keeping with the pace I just felt pooped.
I did the 7 miles in 59:46 for a pace of 8:33. My tempo pace was 8:22. Hmmm....maybe I should sign up for a 10k! One of my resolutions is to try a new race distance......it's a possibility! [And then I immediately remember how much I *hate* 6 mile runs, and I'm brought back to earth.]
Tonight I did a boring 4 easy miles. My legs were tiiiiiiiiight. They only seemed to loosen up the last mile when I bumped up the speed a smidge out of boredom. I did the 4 miles in 38:16 for a pace of 9:34.
OHMYGOD. I forgot to mention. The highlight of my weekend (only slightly kidding here) was the most amazing salmon I have *EVER* eaten in my life. Holy wow. I seriously have dreams about it. And it was coupled with the most amazing and luxurious sweet potato with brown sugar dancing on top of it. In the word of you foodies out there: foodgasm. Gah.
I'm really going to try not to be such a Sucky McSuckerson on updating my bloggy. I will be doing some hardcore convincing that the boy gets wifi at his (hopefully) new home so I can be a little more connected when I'm out in La-La-Land. :D
Ok, now I'm going to go make out with some HIMYM episodes. I've missssssed you loverface(s)!
*There was serious controversy at two of his work events once word got out that I was an (ahem) Packers fan. "How does that even work?!?!!?" We just avoid each other on Sundays, and occasional Mondays. No biggie. ;)