Thursday: 9 miles outside, hilly. 7:23 pace. I would call this one kindofeasy but notcompletelyeasy, on the easy scale.
Friday: 9.25 miles outside, some hills. 7:35 pace. Easy. This was supposed to be easy, actually I had intentions of keeping it easier than that pace. Sometimes my legs do what they want to do. Today was actually kind of a little bit harder because all systems were not a go go. Between it being kind of cold and windy, my garmin copping an attitude at the very beginning and my bowels copping an attitude at the very end forcing me to jump in a bush – I’m just glad I made it home. Alive.
I’m pretty happy – let me share with you why….#1 – I have gotten in 3 good outside runs this week. Only 2 on the treadmill. Phenomenal. #2 – After today’s run, my mileage for the week is at 41. And I still have my long run tomorrow. This will probably definitely be the most miles I’ve run in one week. Ever. It would help if I kept some sort of running log where I could easily look back and see what my weekly miles are like. But I don’t do that. I just know I have never run mileage into the high 40’s, nevermind 50’s, in one week. The running journal is on the long the list of things that I should, and want to do. Somewhere between becoming a superstar and hiring a personal maid/chef/laundry do-er. Someday I will get around to the list. Other than a super tight right hamstring that I am trying to stretch the heck out of – my body has not revolted against this mileage yet. I feel good. It is definitely a lot of work, for me, to run this much per week. But, it turns out it’s possible to do something you thought wasn’t possible if you put your mind to it. and have a great husband that assists in the morning mayhem allowing me to get the runs in. Much love my dear.
Yesterday was beyond words beautiful out. I got my run in early. It was glorious. I wore a tank top. So much fun not running all bundled up and not on the treadmill.
So naturally, with a beautiful, sunny, temp in the high 60’s day, in good Katie fashion, I would make the wise decision to plant my butt at the island…inside…not anywhere near the gorgeous, shining sun…to get my tax crappola together for the accountant.
Why do I make decisions like this? I think it could probably be considered child abuse that I made the kids stay inside yesterday morning so I could get this done. In all fairness, I don’t really have control over decisions like staying inside on the most beautiful day we have had in the past 8 months. Taxes are a necessary evil, much like cleaning. I can’t plan out when I am going to clean my bathrooms, much like I can’t plan out when exactly I’m going to feel like sitting in a pile of papers – something just hits me, and I clean. and I do taxes. When the urge actually hits, you’ve got to just do it. Somehow, the stars aligned yesterday, giving me the irresistible need to get this chore out of the way. I guess if I were more organized in 2011, this wouldn’t have taken so long. Se la vie.
This is what happens when mama Kate tries to do ANYTHING productive. First, I completely tune out the children, which leads to unpredictable messes throughout the house. There were only 2 little cherubs at home at the time, so it wasn’t too hard.
The only one I caught in action was this little guy having emptied all of the cereal into the basket, trying to smuggle it up to his room.
Other than that, no major mishaps. Wonderful. Taxes done. Kidlings, and house, still intact. Success.
This springy weather has also prompted me to put on real clothes and look like a pink tablecloth cute and adorable in my pink checkered gingham waiting for spring to actually arrive. Ok, it was quite a bit colder today, but I’m holding onto yesterday’s weather and pretending it’s not windy and 40 out. It was one of those days where I simply could not function if I didn’t get showered and dressed first thing. I realize, this is a given for most people – but for this stay at home mom, showering before 8pm is usually a luxury. Today it was indeed a necessity. As soon as I put said clothes on, I had to resist every urge not to change into comfies. I am still fully clothed in the same outfit. And I always feel it necessary to document when I wearreal clothes for a day. Another success.
Look at that. Someone finally cleaned up that poor child’s room. and it wasn’t the poor child. It was the poor child’s mother. She’s not such a poor child.
I had started working on a fantastic little “How To Friday” post for you lovelies – life happened and different choices were made and it’s not getting done. For another day altogether. You can bet it will be special, and informational and oh so spectacular, unlike the other decisions I made that trumped getting the “how to” blog post done. Those were not so spectacular, and included things like taking the previously mentioned shower, vacuuming under the sofa, and going to the doctor, among other things. And doing a little bit of strength workout. LIke, really little bit, but I’ll take what I can get. I’ve REALLY been missing my strength workouts lately. I would venture to say they make me feel just as good in a different sort of way as I do after a good run. There is nothing like a good dose of strength in your life.
Whatever those daily choices are that you have to make – I’m not talking life and death stuff here – just simple stuff in terms of priorities and chores and fun things and not so fun things – do something that gets your feel good endorphins going, something that makes you happy. Even if that means letting the dust bunnies play a little longer. Like snuggling with the cutest little boy on the face of the planet. Don’t even try to dispute that.
Thank God for instagram. It makes life look happier. and calmer. and happier.
Or taking a trip to TJ Maxx (which I am severely missing in my life right now), a super fun group fitness class, a pedicure, a chocolate bar, a shower, a guilty pleasure reality TV show, dare I say cleaning, generally, it’s NOT cleaning for me – but for some strange folks, that’s what makes you feel good. I don’t understand that type of person, never will.
Have a happy Friday friends and a fantastic weekend full of long runs and lots of fun!
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Who is doing some long run fun this weekend?
Who is having just plain fun that has nothing to do with running? Does that kind of fun exist? 😉
Who has races this weekend?
Does a good strength workout make you feel good?