Or a great day even.
I don’t think it’s any secret that these past two weeks have been LONG and TIRING for me. I mean, it’s not like I complain about it, oh I don’t know, every post?
But I’m happy to report that this post has *minimal* complaining (because I’m writing this sentence first and there is no way I can guarantee none hahah) and I’m also happy to report that I am feeling SO MUCH BETTER (also just a warning: there may be lots of capitalized words. I guess it’s an emphatic post)
It ended up being a no-go on the Toga Party.
Which is just as well because I ended up skype-ing my best friend from home and we spent a few hours just catching up. I haven’t seen her since my trip to Philly in July and it was nice to actually *talk* rather than just play email catch up. Plus I got about 10 hours of sleep by not going out that night. Which made my Saturday wicked awesome.
I started out the day with a looooooooooooong run. It wasn’t my original intent (if you remember hills were) so I don’t know what possessed me (well maybe I do. I like long runs). I knew when I stepped out the door that I didn’t want to do hills (and since I’m not in training I didn’t have to do it) but I still knew that I wanted to really push myself.
And push myself I did. I knew in the back of my mind that if I ran far enough my body would have to reset itself (after a shower, food and reading on the balcony of course!) and that I’d feel great. I wasn’t sure how far I could go but it ended up being a very decent distance.
- 1st loop: 5.6 miles @ 8:48
- 2nd loop: 5.6 miles @ 8:47
- 3rd loop: 4.1 miles @ 843
- Total: 15.3 miles @ 8:46
15 miles is the longest run I’ve done post-Boston. So it was WAY tiring. Interestingly my stats above don’t show that too well but trust me: the last 2 or 3 miles were HARD. The weather wasn’t helping (it was 76* and 94% humidity at 0800 when I left!) either.
Which is what I wanted. I’ve been in the in-between state where I have enough energy to do stuff but I’ve also never gotten the chance to really recoup because my type-A personality says that I must be doing something. Running so long forced me to slow down for the rest of the day and enjoy.
I also realized on this run that, as fun as the 5k was last weekend and as fun as I know the 10k is going to be in 2 (!!) weeks or even a race as long as a half, that I’m itching to do another marathon. If you’ve noticed, my runs are getting longer, both mid-week where the average run is about 9 with one or two 10-ers and the long run where I just ran a 15. And, I know I don’t do weekly recaps anymore, the overall weekly mileage has been slowly creeping up a bit naturally.
I am fully aware that 15 =/= marathon training long run but I was definitely thinking, especially over those last 2 or 3 really hard miles that I want a marathon. To which I can say “FINALLY” for that desire to train for a marathon returning. I knew it would but I just didn’t know when!
I know I’ve said all fall that I regret not signing up for a marathon but deep down I didn’t have that burning passion to do so. It was more or a “oh hey I’ve put lots of miles in I should have capitalized on it”. Right now I want to train and focus. I’ve been thinking of doing the Hyannis Marathon in February. Not ideal living in New England but I can’t afford Boston, so I likely won’t do it, in which case I don’t really want to wait for spring.
Obviously no commitments yet (look how long it took me to sign up for that 5k!) but something I’ve been musing over.
[End awkward tangent hahah!]
Soooo where was I? Oh yeah: I felt ON and READY-TO-GO. How can you not feel like a bamf after running 15 miles? I was snapped back into not being a zombie!
Ready to go where you ask?
Because I’ve been in a blah-ish mood my friend (who is my desk mate at work and thus hears me complain even more than you guys do ) decided that we were going to go pick some apples. Because apple picking makes me happy and she had never been! (She’s from the south and, sadly, they apparently do not partake in any apple picking amazingness) We ended up picking ~25 pounds of apples. She didn’t really want any of them so she just took a few out when we got back. So guess who has ~20 pounds of apples? Anyone care to guess how long they’ll last?
Later that night me and my friend (my friend and I?) headed into Boston to party. The original plan was to meet up with some of my hometown friends and do some bar hopping. Well let’s just say that some drama ensued with the group and leave it at that. We still ended up in the city, but with different people, and still had an absolute blast. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and it was quite the night and a testament to the fact that changing up a routine can make a world of difference in mood!
And my workout today (Sunday)? Well let’s just say that it was a different kind of punishing than the long run on Saturday
Or not. I keep harping on the fact that after a night of having a drink or two, or a night of dancing, I run a lot better / faster / easier. So the run was faster than I anticipated — even knowing the aforementioned fact, it still always surprises me when I go fast.
The weather was actually pleasant too. Sure it was still 70* but the humidity was down to about 60%. And for the first time, despite the weather not truly being cold yet, I really noticed the leaves changing — And I really tried to find a non-cliche picture of New England in the fall with changing leaves. But I couldn’t. And I’m too lazy to move from my balcony to go take one myself. So here’s the cliche anyway (and all images that follow are google images as is the toga one up top ).
But know that I really do get to see this everyday. My favorite is the deep red ones. The changing of the leaves might be the (only) good thing about New England
So I am now off to go find a place to watch the end of the Pats game. Woot.Although by the time this is scheduled to go up the game will likely be over hah! Let’s hope they can not suck this week?
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