I am recovered and ready for the rest of the week. Yesterday I ran 6 miles easy followed by yoga and my core program. Killer. A friend of mine met me at the gym for the core program. It was fun to have a partner for the workout. It's been 3 weeks since I started it but it's definitely getting easier. I feel so much stronger and my pants are fitting better again (even if the scale hasn't budged). I'm going to talk to JA in the next week or two about moving on to the next phase. Today 7 miles easy-- after I finally dragged my butt out of bed. Here's the internal monologue that goes on. 5:15 alarm rings waking me from a dead sleep (which never happens, I'm always awake before my alarm). I get up, go pee, go back to bed. Reset my alarm for 7 am. I lay there in a sleepy haze thinking, if I don't get up now I'll have to run on Friday morning (my day off) which means that I'll have to do my core program on Friday evening after work. Unless maybe I can run tonight after work before my meeting. But if I can't then I have to run on Friday. Argh! Just get your ass out of bed and go run. You'll be glad you did. So I get up and storm to the bathroom to get ready. It's funny how I'm mad about having to get up. Who am I mad at? I'm not sure! I'm the one who wrote the training plan. Can't be mad at anyone but me but that doesn't stop me from storming around! Once I'm out the door I feel better and I'm glad I got up, it's just those first 15 minutes!!!
My heart rate had been in the 145 range for both runs. Hooray! I'm ready for my track workout tomorrow morning and I'm really looking forward to the race this weekend! Just a sprint triathlon, but the first one in 3 months and the last one I'll race until April! May not be to pretty since I haven't been on my bike in weeks. But it's only 14 miles-- I can hammer that out. Plus, I've got Pink Paradise on my side!