Everyday I’m shufflin’.
The training plan days have been shuffled around every day this week; I woke up Monday morning and started running. It took me about 10 minutes to realize I had the lululemon Run Club that night, and was therefore in for a double dose.
Ah, memory, what happened to you? Leaving me at 25?
Ending at 3 miles hasn’t happened voluntarily in a while, but it was worth having another run to head out on after work. It was a total downpour; the one other person who braved the rain, and I, had a pretty nice n’ easy run.
It may have just been worth the mileage split.
I skipped track for Yoga (and to stay dry, out of rain) on Tuesday, and joined some friends at Qi Ryders yesterday. My hamstrings & triceps have a lot to say about that combination, and my feet are wondering what happened to their “plan”.
My plan is wondering what happened to consistent mileage, and my mind is left with the task of pleasing them all. If nothing else, it was an opportunity to throw in some LMFAO ‘gangsta’ love, right?
This morning I had some make-up work to do, and a mood-swing to wear down. I woke up early, finally tuned up my tiny iPod shuffle (seriously, SO SMALL) and set out for some miles.
It was 6:15 a.m., and Denver was sunny but sleeping.
As always, this did everything I wanted it to do: I felt great, I ended fast, and I got in seven miles. Tone for the day? It has been set.