Just Run

In my last post on Tuesday I wrote about hoping to squeeze in my run before the day was over.  I ended up with a 50 minute window and I ended up wasting 5 of them debating with myself about the run.

"I'm a little tired."
So what?  You're always a little tired after work, you can rest tomorrow.  Just run.

"My legs are sore."
They'll feel fine once you're warmed up.  Just run.

"I don't have enough time to do my full mileage."
Something is better than nothing.  Just run.

"It's hot."
For crying out loud, Michelle, just get on with it!

And so I ran.  And because I was pressed for time I ran pretty fast.  I checked my Garmin and saw I was running a sub-10 minute pace.  I tried to not check my Garmin a lot after that because it just messes with my head.  But I still looked at it a bunch and I maintained that pace.  In the end I ran 4.16 miles and maintained a 9:40 pace!  That's a world record speed right there. Feeling pretty spiffy about that.

But within 10 minutes of the run I noticed I was wheezing.  I took a few puffs of the albuterol and within minutes I wasn't wheezing anymore.  Guess that about ends the uncertainty I had about having asthma.  I've got my follow-up appointment in a week.  A reader commented on my blog that she has mild asthma and has to take albuterol 30 minutes before she exercises.  Maybe something like that can work for me. 

No matter, despite all that I had an amazing run.  And everything I said to talk myself into running was true.  I wasn't too tired, my legs were fine, I even got close to my goal (4.5 miles) because I was so speedy!  SO glad I went for that run.  So glad.

I had a busy week, after dinner on Tuesday I went out for a mom's night.  I had 2 glasses of wine and almost got out of there without eating but ended up munching on a bunch of crap in the last hour or so.  Wednesday was a day off from exercise.  I ate healthy all day but as I was heating up leftover Chinese food for Miguel I decided to just have that myself too instead of making my own dinner.  I had book club after dinner and had a desert there (ice cream and a fried tortilla with caramel sauce - yum!) and then a trip to Target resulted in a Snickers bar.  Oh dear.  The good news is I'd eaten pretty good prior to these less than stellar choices.   And I got right back on the bandwagon today.  Cereal, light lunch, healthy dinner.  Balance, balance, balance.

And I went to the gym today.  I was really looking forward to it, I just had this feeling of pent up energy and knew that probably meant I was in store for a good workout.  I decided to do my run on the treadmill, for some reason outside just didn't sound like a good time.  I ran my 3 miles in 28:50 on a 1% incline.  That's around a 9:40 pace too.  I ran mostly at 6mph but threw in 2 minute intervals at 7mph for a challenge.  It was tough but I enjoyed it.  After the treadmill I did chest/triceps/core for strength training.  Whew!  I'm only strength training 3 days a week now and with my Yosemite trip, I haven't done chest/triceps in weeks.  It was hard, but I managed.

On Tuesday I'd had a small skinny vanilla latte after work, but I only drank half because I didn't want to be up all night.  After my workout I drank the second half.  I have been strongly against afternoon caffeine for years, but now I'm thinking maybe it's a good thing.  I slept fine the other night and I think I'll sleep fine tonight.  And since the Singulair didn't turn out to be my magic fix, maybe caffeine will.  I'll only need it for the next two or three years I think.  Hmph.

I'll close with a picture of the kids.  I've been trying to take them on a post-nap walk whenever I can.  They love it, it burns off some toddler energy and I hope they're learning to get outdoors, even if it's just for a walk around the neighborhood.

My little buddies.