Today was my first day running in a week and normally I would really be dreading it, but today was different for some reason that I can’t put my finger on (maybe cause I’m not throwing my guts up today). I don’t like to go more than two days without running cause my body has some sort of rejection with getting moving again. I opted for the treadmill today cause I didn’t feel like getting hit by a car today outside.
Anyhoo, ran 4 miles at a normal pace for myself, around a 10:30-10:00 mile. I usually start out slow and speed up through the miles. Then I decided to go all Skinny Runner and run at her “slow” pace. I got through 0.3 miles at a 8:30 pace. (She is a beast, by the way)
Me post run in the locker room. Note the face I will make when chased by Zombies.
This almost killed me. How do people keep this pace up for multiple miles? And SR does a quicker pace for 26.2 miles. I thought I died when I jumped off the treadmill, jiggly leg muscles and all. It was a full out sprint! I’ll be the first one caught by the Zombies.
“I’m training to catch you my pretty.”
I have this problem/habit of putting on a concert in my head while running. This includes me singing to myself, which includes me mouthing the words while panting and occasionally breaking into a drum solo. Well the little old man 4 machines down from me kept eye balling be the whole time. He was just jealous he couldn’t come to my show. Todays concert included a rendition of the Lincoln Park/ Jay-Z collaboration album. I love, love, love this for running.
Who you know fresha than Hova?!?!?!?! I’m gonna be rapper some day.
Today was also little girl #1 first day of Kindergarten. Insert sad face here. She was a trooper. Didn’t cry at all. (Either of us.)
Little girl #1 in her first classroom. Check out the total ghetto pig tattoo on her left arm from the State Fair. We just can’t hide our white trash roots.
That’s Jack with Afton. They are cousin (6 weeks apart). And in the same class. That poor teacher.
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