Helllllo there! I feel like I’m running on empty at this point in the day. I was going strong on little sleep earlier but I’m fading. Fast haha.
Last night was pretty fun. I agonized over the decision to go out. I mean, on one hand, I don’t want to make going out EVERY week a habit plus I had an exam this morning (which I think went well despite going out*). And I’m in love with sleep and going out =/= sleeping well/a lot. On the other hand, I definitely could use more fun nights in my life with all the stress I’m under. And I’m in love worth Hot-Spanish-TA who goes there.
*So I get to the exam in the morning and just chatting with my classmates. Feeling decent and one of the kids hands me a coffee and says,”Top ‘o the morning to you, drink this”. Yeah, nothing like a little Irish coffee to start your day, right? And no I didn’t drink it. Definitely NOT what I needed but I nearly peed my pants from the idea.
So in the end I’m extremely glad I went out last night. No regrets! And yes, LARunner, I did talk to Hot-Spanish-TA. Not anything more than a “Hi, how are you” type thing. And when the lights came up and everyone was leaving we said “Bye” to each other. But progress, no? I mean it was actual communication. Words were exchanged. Oh how I consider myself a bamf in all aspects of life except here haha.
Since I got about 5 hours of sleep (which is actually A LOT more than I got last week) I wasn’t expecting my run this morning to be any good. With that attitude, however, obviously the run was going to rock. I felt so strong and good! I’ve actually noticed this frequently actually: the less sleep I get on one particular night (definitely not chronic sleep deprivation or anything) the stronger and more powerful I feel on my runs. Weird right?
I felt so good actually that I ran an extra half mile or so to get to 6.5 miles on the morning. The temperature wasn’t that bad either, much warmer than the overnight low of 33* that was predicted. I would say that it was about 38-40*. I had an underarmour-ish top on under my shortsleeve shirt and I had to run back up to my room to take it off as I knew I would totally overheat! Silly weathermen and their forecasts. Maybe the crisp weather also had something to do with the run feeling great.
The only downside to the run was the amount of light I got. I seriously cannot wait for this weekend and we get to turn back the clocks. Sure, we’ll be walking around at 1600 in the pitch black but hey, I’ll take it if that means I get to run with some semblance of sunlight!
But the increased darkness that’s been going on for the past month or so has me a little worried about training for Boston. Yeah, sure I started my training for my last marathon in the winter but I didn’t have any expectations then. I do now and want everything to be perfect. Maybe I’m overthinking things. I still need to find a plan!? And figure out when my actual start date is?! Yikes. If anyone has a good plan I am soooo open to suggestions. The last plan I used was SmartCoach from RWOL. I peaked at 72 miles and the average was about 55-60 miles (at least towards the end). I think I’d like to do something similar but I want something less cookie cutter than what I used last time.
A decision / project for another day I suppose. Right now it’s all about the homework so that I can enjoy halloween weekend. And no, Lacey, I haven’t revealed my costume yet. You’ll have to wait until I have pictures. Yes, I am mean
And to kick off the weekend: The Facts of Life
46. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
47. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
48. When I meet a new girl/guy, I’m terrified of mentioning something (s)he hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
49. I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
50. Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles…