Monday, after work, I took Tully for a run on the old closed highway that goes up Monte Sano. It was tough and very painful after my weekend workout. My legs were still so tight and sore. But we enjoyed getting out and enjoying some fresh air.
Tuesday was even warmer! Tully and I ran down the mountain from my apartment, then around our neighborhood, and even into downtown. We racked up a 5 mile run in 48:19. I'm afraid it was almost too much for Tully. I haven't run him since then. He gets his summer haircut tomorrow, so hopefully that will help. But he also turns 7 Tuesday, making him officially senior. (I can't believe how fast time has flown.)
Wednesday, I ran (alone) back up the same closed highway. I ran before work, and it proved especially difficult. I wasn't sure if it was because I was still tired from 5 the night before or because it was so early. But when I finally made it to the top, the sunrise was beautiful!
I love living next to a State Park!
Thursday, I ran straight from the office, downtown and around Big Spring Park. Again, this run was was a real struggle for me. And at only 3 miles, it shouldn't have been. Work has been busy, and I've been dealing with some stress in my personal life. But usually running makes those things better. After I suffered through 3 short miles, I felt awful. I went home and took Tully on a short walk around the apartment. Then I lied down for a while, and that's when it hit me... I'm getting sick! Of course I am because I have a half marathon next Sunday. Ugh! Why does this always happen before a big race? I gave myself until this morning to feel better. I still felt awful this morning, so I started taking some amoxicillin. No chances! We've got to get rid of this and fast!
Even sick, though, my run through the park was beautiful and full of spring and life!
I'm trying to trust my training and listen to my body. I don't want to push too hard and still be sick and not ready next Sunday. So today I just ran one easy mile. These days I feel like I'm cheating somehow when I only run one mile. But since I'm still running my streak, one mile serves as a "rest day" I suppose.
Oh, and I have had one more running development, but this one is not for those who don't like gross stuff... I have my first black toenail. I know it sounds crazy, but it's like a badge of honor.
Can you see it? On the inside of the second toe?
Okay, maybe it's not that bad. But I have pretty tough feet! I almost posted this to Facebook just for all of my cross fit friends who post their bloody hands, but I thought the better of it.
Now I'm off to Birmingham to celebrate the gender reveal of one of my best friend's expected baby. Hope everyone has a great weekend!
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