Sunday 8/17
(An actually scheduled) rest (and packing) day!!
P.S. Pheona and I are moving!! 🙂
Monday 8/18
rest
Tuesday 8/19
5 mi…post beer brewery tour…in massive August NJ heat. Yup, this is how we do things here…
Wednesday 8/20
rest
And hanging out with my adorable Buddy at work…
My Buddy!
Shhhh….don’t tell!
Thursday 8/21
MOVING DAY!!
i.e. The 9 mi my calender tells me that I was scheduled to do + a total body lifting day. (All in more massive NJ heat and humidity)
The good news is that we are all moved in without any casualties 🙂
All moved in!! (And already using the countertops as a launching pad for the fire escape window…)
The bad news are (yes, plural) that a) we still have to clean at the old place and that may take the better part of our natural lives (although we only have until midnight on Saturday :-/) and b) we have no electricity here until Monday (although this does a good job motivating a….)!! 😮
Friday 8/22
rest
Everything hurts….
Moving is hard.
Saturday 8/23
a most nasty 17.6 mi @ 9:50/mi
So apparently Thursday took as much / more out of me than I realized and this morning was rough. You know that feeling at the end of a long run where each part of your body is independently ready to mutiny and then (as luck would have it) the strength of the sum of the parts is greater than each part individually? Weeellllll, someone felt that from sep #1 today all the way through the bitter end of the 17.6 miles. It was cool and overcast and kind of clammy out (thank god) and I had a very patient, kind, considerate running buddy to help me endure (thank god) but MY. GOD. was it a rough one!
AND THEN, it was off to the old apt to clean!! 😦 I’m absolutely sure that I was moving at a geriatric pace as the old roomie offered to help clean more than his share after witnessing my futile attempts at the scuzzy freezer and microwave. Thank the lord for empathy/pity!!
Then finally, home for a nap to recharge for rooftop Spanish tapas and sangria to wrap up a most exhausting week!
Total: 22.6 miles
So not the most miles for week #14 (not even really a respectable number of miles for week #14 but…) but considering the move and the cutback week (no run scheduled on Sunday) I’m not going to get my undies in a bunch about it (if I could find my undies in all of these boxes I’m still surrounded by, but never mind…) The 17.6 were ugly but they got done, this is the most important part. Nothing major hurts now (I guess that is probably the most important part) and barring catastrophe I’ll be able to both start and finish the marathon later this month. So, another low mileage week = not good. BUT, getting the long run in during an extra busy-life week and nothing hurting in an unreasonable way = very good. 🙂
DrTrot 