Huge thanks to my best girl for taking our little ones under her wing for 3 days/3 nights! You are truly a kind-hearted, remarkable woman and I am so blessed to have you in my life. Thank you!
Early on Tuesday morning the kiddos and I took the bike & trailer to the store for a few things... my mom loves Dr.Pepper and I promised there would be some on hand. The original intention was that my mom was going to come over on Thursday morning to relieve my girlfriend but a snowstorm came through and it was mutually agreed that she stay in the valley. Thus, this little quest was unnecessary but it did allow me to log 2 miles for running mileage.
I enjoyed the run and was actually surprised by how many runners were actually out enjoying themselves like me. With the exception of an organized race, I am just not accustomed to seeing so many runners in one place. As I ran past past the MGM, three young men came out onto the strip and I overheard one remark to the other, "Is this like f***ing runner's paradise or what?" I guess I wasn't the only one a little surprised.
I averaged a 10 min mile pace - I suppose I enjoyed taking in the sights a little too much. I did have to stop at several intersections though and I neglected to stop my watch so I suppose my average pace would have otherwise been a little different.
That evening we went to the Cirque du Soleil show, Zumanity! I saw O a few years ago and DH saw Ka in 2005.... this one was very, very different. Not that they can be compared to one another anyway... but Zumanity was certainly unusual. Very cabaret... Moulin Rouge-ish. It was interesting. In the end, I would see O again and again though I wouldn't pay to see Zumanity again.
It was difficult to stay focused on the show, however. I couldn't get comfortable. My legs were screaming. I knew earlier that evening that muscle soreness was setting in... but I never imagined it to be this agonizing. I actually felt more soreness than I did after the CIM!
By Thursday morning, it was difficult to walk. I thereby opted NOT to run again on Thursday. I always err on the safe side... despite the fact that my training may not progress as I originally hoped... that I may end up not achieving the BQ goal I've set for myself. The way I see it, though, I want to be a runner for life. Not a runner for just these next few months. I don't want to burn out. I don't want to end up regretting that I pushed too hard. I have a lifetime to try to qualify... until then I am just going to enjoy the journey.
By Friday, I was able to walk relatively well but I still ached, particularly my left leg. It was a sharp pain on the outer side of my leg from my knee down to my ankle. Not shin splints. Not a pulled calf muscle. My lower left back also ached. After talking it over with my mom - an avid wearer of high heels, I have deduced that it must be a result of my shoes! I wear heels periodically and never before have had a problem - but the distance and the concrete floors must have done me in.
Friday afternoon when we returned home, I considered doing a few miles on the treadmill but the kiddos wanted to snuggle. I had to admit that is what I truly wanted to do as well so I tossed the running bit out the window.
I did cover 8 miles though today (treadmill) and though I was still a little sore on the left side, by the first mile, I was feeling good. When I finished, the soreness was less aggravating so I'm very pleased that I pushed through and didn't talk myself out of it again. I think a few days rest was what I needed. I should be good to go again tomorrow. Let's hope!


