This is a bit late due to a trip to Idaho to pick up this year’s half a cow.
So here’s the run down. My week was fairly good. It could have been better if I wasn’t still fighting my hip and ankle. Because of the hip and ankle, I didn’t run Thursday’s scheduled 6 miles. Would have liked to, but I feared that if I did there was no way I would have been able to complete the 20 I had scheduled for Saturday. So I didn’t. I did see the chiropractor and by Friday I was feeling at about 80%. Which, all things considering I had been feeling about 50%, 80% was pretty good!
The weather had been iffy all week. Lots of snow and cold and rain was supposed to be hitting us Friday through Sunday. I sighed a lot on Twitter about it. I didn’t want to run in slippery weather. I didn’t want to run in rainy weather. I contemplated wearing a trash bag to keep me dry. I live in the desert. It doesn’t rain all that much and it’s out of the norm for it to rain in December. So I started seriously contemplating the treadmill. At least in the morning for maybe half of the 20. Then chauffeur kids around and then hopefully the weather would start behaving and I could do the last 10 outside. Yep, I could do that.
Until I heard that we were going to be having 70 mph wind gusts Saturday afternoon.
Humph. I might fly away in a 70 mph gust of wind. And then I definitely wouldn’t have made it to Disney. Although, the wind was blowing to the east. Maybe if I hit it just right….Christie, I’m coming in for a landing!!
But alas, I got up later than I had planned and got in 8 miles on the treadmill before 9 am. Took a 90-minute break for mom duties, and then hopped back on the treadmill. I’m not gonna lie. My ankle was hurting. I wanted to cry. I walked a lot of that last 12 miles. But in walking, I had my peeps on twitter entertaining me with random funnies. I might be putting them on speed dial on January 9th if I’m still having ouch issues. Because the last 5 miles was hard. And then I miscalculated and thought I only had 2.5 miles to go and then I questioned my math skills and realized I still had 3.5 to go. I was hot and sweaty and starving. (Man, I have *got* to figure out something that will keep my stomach from growling!)
I’m so happy that I had my previous 20-miler done. Because I would have been hard pressed to add another 6.2 miles to Saturday’s run. The first 20-miler, I knew I could do it.
But I did it. I completed a second 20-mile run. That still blows my mind to think about. And I did it on a treadmill. That’s almost as hardcore as running 20 miles in the snow (which is what the first one was).
Honestly I don’t remember what my goals were this week. It was such a blur. But I’m going to say that I’m proud of where I’m at. I exercised for 4 hours and 38 minutes. For a total of 278 minutes.
And on that note, I’m going to say thanks to my team – The Healthy Holiday Hos – you’re awesome, and I’m going to leave you with this picture.
10 fingers and 10 toes = 20 miles!!