Camp Excess
Today was a tough morning for me. I hit the snooze at least once before convincing myself that I really wanted to get up and go swimming. The fatigue didn't pass, even once I got into the pool. My super steady flutter kick was inconsistent at best, and I didn't even try to practice my new Gorilla Arms technique. I just swam to get the laps done so I could get on with my morning. At 1025 meters, I climbed out of the pool, excited to get on with the next part of my morning.
It was Brick day! Yea! Drove home, changed and went out for a 3 mile run. Everything felt really good. The shin felt 99% good. The pain that appears after the run has not materialized. I'm pretty optimistic. I will stick to the plan of taking it easy and all will work out. (Literally!)
Mother's Day was a success. We set up a 12x20 party canopy and parked several picnic tables under it. All the "oldsters" sat under the canopy and enjoyed each others company, while we fed them burgers, hotdogs, chips, cheetos, Dixie cups and fresh, hot sugar cookies. Peaceful Pines was renamed Camp Excess.
Now, maybe I felt poorly this morning because I didn't sleep soundly enough, or the phase of the moon was wrong, or blah, blah blah. It could also be all the freaking chips and puffy cheeto things and, damn, how many of those hot sugar cookies did I eat? Uhhh... lets not go there!
It was Brick day! Yea! Drove home, changed and went out for a 3 mile run. Everything felt really good. The shin felt 99% good. The pain that appears after the run has not materialized. I'm pretty optimistic. I will stick to the plan of taking it easy and all will work out. (Literally!)
Mother's Day was a success. We set up a 12x20 party canopy and parked several picnic tables under it. All the "oldsters" sat under the canopy and enjoyed each others company, while we fed them burgers, hotdogs, chips, cheetos, Dixie cups and fresh, hot sugar cookies. Peaceful Pines was renamed Camp Excess.
Now, maybe I felt poorly this morning because I didn't sleep soundly enough, or the phase of the moon was wrong, or blah, blah blah. It could also be all the freaking chips and puffy cheeto things and, damn, how many of those hot sugar cookies did I eat? Uhhh... lets not go there!
posted by Barb at 4:19 PM
5 Comments:
Blame it on the moon-I always do! Just can't sleep worth a darn when it's bright and backoning. Maybe I am a she-wolf at heart...or a coyote!
(I certainly wouldn't blame it on the cheetos! Noway!)
The picnic sounded great and I am sure it was appreciated by all! What a fun thing to do for people.
Lots of National parks and monuments this way! I have only seen a few myself...headed up to North Rim in a couple of weeks to mtn. bike/hike a little and enjoy the peace, quiet and coolness. Take care!
I always try to remind myself that even a bad workout does me good. With a bad run, I usually repeat this out loud to myself over and over and over again like i have autism or something. Probably won't translate to a pool too well, but keep it in your head and don't get discouraged. Even a bad swim/run/bike does you good.
Good news about the shin. Keep it up with the taking it easy and slow and with any luck you will be fine for the half. I want you to break my time. You can do it.
Keep on training!
I used to live, run, and train in the Spokane area, (and went to Eastern). Ah, the memories...
Happy Trails,
Bad Ben
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