Tired

It's been a busy week and my runs have been hard and slow. My bike rides and swims have been stellar, though, so mentally I am focusing on them, to help me get over the rough runs.

Back to the runs. Monday I rocked 5X1000m @ lower than 5K pace, on packed snow. Tuesday we got hit with bundles of snow and I risked my life running along with the cars. I got home covered in sleet, and carrying lots of swears (I bet) for annoyed drivers who had to stop so I could go by. In retrospect, stupid, and I won't do it again. In fact, a couple of teachers from Chris's school saw me and reported back to him that "your wife is nuts!". Yup! Not proud of this one. Wednesday there was no way I could run, heck, I could barely walk it was that icy. The sleet and ice froze over the padded snow, so that Thursday early morning the Fresh Pond path (which gets plowed frequently and is my go to place when it snows) was heavily sprinkled with ice large cubes. I had 14 with at 10K @ HM heart rate in the middle, and it was a mess. I tried to keep the planned HMP, but my HR was up to 190 after 2 miles, so I had to slow, I had to stop, I had to swear, I had to consider giving up, and eventually modified the workout and made it 2X2 miles and 2X1 milers, so that I could keep a manageable HR and pace. I was mad. I was disappointed.

On Thursday evening we went to our favorite upcoming folk band's (David Wax Museum) new CD release at the ART's Oberon stage. We dressed up (OK, I dressed up). We had JPlicks. We had a ball with our friends. Instead of sitting with my legs up (recovery people!), I danced for a few hours. We got home at midnight starving and happy, had bowls of cereal and spent quality time with our computers -me checking blogs, Chris checking his bball fantasy standing.

We went to bed at 2 pm. I had my first patients at 7 am on Friday. I felt surprisingly good up to 3pm when I crashed. I made myself get into the pool, and felt better after.

This morning I woke up with Petru on top of me. He made his way into our bed due to a "a bad dream", wide awake, and chatty. It seemed harder to get him back to his bed (plus I really like when he sleeps with us) so he slept with us. This morning I felt tired. I did not want to run. I did not want to have a bad run. I did not want to do the Fresh Pond race. I did not want to suffer on ice and run a crappy pace. But I made it out. And the race was canceled, due to ice. I ended up running 2 loops, starting at an 10ish pace as I walked a path of ice, and finishing with a 7:28 due to multiple walking breaks on the icy parts, but average HR was 180, so I was happy (I guess the HR stayed up during the walk breaks, must have been scared of an imminent fall). Back home, ice bath and all, family time, and then shopping with mom. I absolutely hate shopping. I do most of my shopping on line. I have a few staples for work, and accessorize a ton, but I buy mostly running/tri items. My sweet mom makes me buy (and most often buys them for me) dresses, and pant suits, and other such things. She really enjoys both the process and seeing me with new clothes. Anyhow, we walked the mall for over 4 hours. My legs are done. My mom makes fun of me that I don't have 'shopping endurance', and she is right.

A few more hours of family time and then game night with our friends, and an amazing dessert made by mom. I wore my compression socks and tights all day today, and I am not changing. Tomorrow will include a brick, a short swim, and Petru-fun from 1 pm on - Chris has a few superbowl parties - no interest in that for me - and mom and I will watch a movie after Petru goes to bed. I'll recharge my batteries and have an awesome running week. I decided to do my speed and tempo on the mill next week. I have not solidified my plans for the half marathon, but I feel I need to get a few faster miles in and see where I am. I think my March half will be a better PR shot for me, but you never know.

Hope you are having a great week.