|Not a lot going on last week.|
It didn’t start off great. I was sniffly for much of the day Monday, enough so that I curled up on the couch with a blanket after work and didn’t do much more than eat leftover (homemade, dairy-free!) lasagna.
I felt better by Tuesday and got in a decent treadmill run, and a weight-lifting video Wednesday. Hooray! My husband wanted to go for a run Thursday so I traded my speed run for an easy run with him, because I’m trying to encourage good habits, after all. =)
But I ran errands after work Friday and the last one was so frustrating I didn’t want to do anything else until friends wanted to meet for a drink later. Saturday morning, a friend wanted to go out to breakfast and to the market, and going with three people always takes a lot longer than with two people, so by the time we got home, I had pretty much resigned myself to being a couch potato.
Excuses, excuses. I know, I could have held firm and stayed in, but what would the point have been? I like training, but I also like going out with my friends from time to time.
I was able to rally a bit yesterday (Sunday) for a few easy miles and then a few additional miles being dragged around the neighborhood by my hyperactive lab mix, but between college basketball (go Blue!) and food prepping, I didn’t have time for anything else. I go to bed late enough as it is.
By the numbers, it was:
Run: Three times, once on the treadmill and twice on the road, for 16.75 miles in a bit less than 3 hours.
Weights: One video for 55 minutes.
Total: Four sessions in a bit less than 4 hours.
Of course I know logically that I can't kill it every week. I'm going to be sniffly some days, I'm going to want to lay on the couch and watch basketball some days... that's just a fact of life. Still, not even 4 hours is a bit depressing.
Oh well. Not much to do except buck up and do better this week.