Due to some technical difficulties, Lisa has bestowed upon me the honor of posting our run report from last night….which will be about as short as the run itself! ;) Rest In Peace, dear Java-Computer….you will be missed….but hopefully soon replaced! :)
Last night we met up with a group of other women in our neighborhood, a group that happens to be training for the Komen Race for the Cure in a couple weeks, and knocked down a 2.2 mile run. I have no idea how fast or slow we ran.
It was pretty much uneventful, other than it was humid than all heck and I made a GREAT sweaty, stinky first impression on these women that I ran with for the first time! I thought it was cooler outside than it was, so I wore a cotton t-shirt. Very BAD IDEA. Oh well, a little sweat never hurt anyone to my knowledge.
I got to meet Java-Son, who ran circles around us…..literally. The child is fast. But what kid his age isn’t? They live to run (and it shows) and have tons of energy. Last night I deemed him our Energizer Bunny.
On my lengthy .75 mile drive home, I contemplated parking and getting some more mileage in. It was nice to not be tuckered out by a 2 mile run, and I felt like I needed some more.
But then the image of my disastrous house, along with piles of pre-vacation laundry waiting anxiously for my return popped into my head and I went home. Duty called.
I was glad to find that the kidlets were in bed and I could get some things done. My little son had made me feel bad about leaving to go run with the group – a classic case of Toddler Induced Guilt. “I not want you to run” he pleaded as he watched me get dressed. Most of the time I run when my kids are in bed and they don’t see me leave. They are not used to me actually leaving the house for some MOM time.
I am glad in many ways that running has forced me to be a bit more selfish. It forces me to take time for me, just because I want to. I am a working mom, although I don’t work as much as one might expect. I am afforded a great salary, with great flexibility to put my family first, while only working a few days in the office each week. Yet still, I hate leaving my kids once I am home. Last night was good for me. It forced me to tell my son that, YES…..mom IS going to take some time for herself. And it felt good.
So, let’s see what the rest of the week brings:
Tonight – I might try to go to the gym for some weight training, or a short run
Thursday – short run
Friday – rest
Saturday – run with GGT – no real mileage goal, I think we are planning on an hour run (30 min out, 30 min back) since that is really all the time I have that morning.
Saturday afternoon we leave for Mexico. I am taking all my running paraphernalia with me, in the hopes I can at least get several short runs in during the week. We get back the day before Race for the Cure.
By that time, it will be 28 days until Big Sur and 6 days until my 35th birthday. YIKES!!!!!! I had wanted to complete my first half marathon BEFORE my 35th birthday, but the folks in Monterey just weren’t very accommodating. :P