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July 24, 2005
Not a Dream
Sometimes when I plan to get up early to do a workout, I'll dream I'm doing the workout, only to wake up and discover I have to start all over again. It always seems grossly unfair. So, as I was finishing my long run this morning and feeling that it was too good to be true, I had a sudden flash of panic: maybe it WAS too good to be true. I spent the last 10 mins. or so of the run worrying that I was actually dreaming and I'd have to wake up and do the whole thing all over again and I just COULDN'T have faced that.
About the best thing I can say about the run is that it's over. I started about 5:20, 20 mins. later than planned. Although the sun wasn't quite up and it certainly wasn't very hot, I was soaked after about 2 miles. It was super-humid and difficult to breathe and I was running VERY slowly. My legs were tired before I started the run.
Although I just did 10 easy miles of running yesterday morning, my mom decided that she wanted to go for a walk with me in the afternoon. A walk for my mom isn't a leisurely 2-mile stroll. It's 6 miles of clipping along at 12-min. mile pace. It's quite puzzling really, how she generates that much speed. She's not very tall and has these short little legs; her turnover must be incredible. So, anyway, yesterday wasn't quite the recovery day it was supposed to be.
But I managed to get my 2 and 1/2 hrs. in today despite myself. It was kind of nice to be done with my long run for the week before 8AM on Sunday, since I've gotten into such a bad habit of procrastinating and running it on Monday or Tuesday. In fact, I think this is the first long run this training cycle that I've actually done on a Sunday, disturbingly enough. I don't know what it is. It's not that I find long runs the challenge that some people do -- running hard and fast is vastly more difficult for me than just running long; rather, I think it's that I'm a closet couch potato (guess I'm out now) and find it hard to reconcile myself to committing to 2 and 1/2 hrs. of continuous physical activity. Ah, sloth.
Posted by alweiss at July 24, 2005 12:28 PM
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I hate that as well, it feels like you end up working out twice.
I did finish HP last Thursday. You should post about it. I should too but I have been neglecting my blog.
Posted by: Barb at July 25, 2005 05:28 PM