So the running last week? Pretty much sucked. I have the motivation, the energy, the 17 layers of clothing . . . and yet I only managed to get in a measly 19 miles. Lowest mileage week in a couple of months. I'm blaming my husband. If he would realize that my running is infintely more important than both his work and his hunting, our relationship would be much happier. I don't see this relevation dawning on him anytime soon, so until then, I guess I'm in the market for a heated baby jogger. Then I could take Sophie on runs still without child protection chasing me down.
This week HAS to be better. A week from today is the Turkey 5K, and I'm still clinging (unrealistically) to my goal of breaking 25:00. Also, I need to do some advance calorie burn to clear the way for Thanksgiving. Can't believe it is just over a week away!