My one goal for this weekend was to break my streak of skipping long runs. Done. Yesterday morning, Jim and I braved the cold, gale-force winds and ran 8.5 miles. Yes, I know that 8.5 miles really isn't a "long" run, but it pushed me past this 5 mile limit I've been stuck at for the last month. And, because I felt strong through the whole run, it was a great confidence booster.
Today, I've been sitting in the house debating about bundling Sophie up and taking her out for a quick run in the stroller. Probably won't happen for two reasons: (1) it is pretty cold and windy, and (2) I don't want any of the hunters around here to mistake her stroller for a deer and take a shot. It is going to be hard to get in my runs for the next couple of weeks - my husband hunts AND is a DNR officer, so he really is MIA. I'll just have to be ready to race out the door the second he comes in. Better get busy writing "Not a Deer" on my blaze-orange construction worker vest. You just can't be too cautious . . .
4 comments:
Great job breaking the skipping of long runs. Glad to hear you felt strong. Good luck trying to get your runs in while your husband is off hunting.
Nice work on the long run. Good luck escaping the hunters!
Way to get it done ;-) 8.5 miles IS long ;D
Nice job getting your long run done - it can be so tough to get out of a 'slump'. :)
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