Date: 2/26/22 – 2/27/22
Training Day: 82 & 83
Miles: 8.3 (Sunday)
Time: 100 min
Shoes: Xero HFS
Weather: High 50s
Activity: Strength – Power (Saturday)
How It Felt: The strength workout was alright, nothing special. I did it at Planet Fitness with my friend’s wife because I didn’t have my workout stuff with me since we didn’t take the van.
The run felt absolutely fucking amazing! Nothing beats running outside, especially running in shorts and a tank top with the sun shining and a light breeze. I was in heaven. And I seem to run faster outside even if there is more elevation change.
Commentary: The Metallica concert on Friday night went late, as in way past my bedtime. I didn’t get to bed until after 1am, and that’s PST, so really, I went to bed at 2am. That’s unheard of for me. Even though I slept in on Saturday, I was exhausted.
I considered doing my long run, but I was on the fence. My friend’s wife was heading to the gym, and I asked if I could tag along to get my workout in. After that I had zero energy left, so I decided to push my long run off until Sunday and skip my short, easy run. But I did go for a short walk with the wifey and discovered a good path for my long run.
On Sunday it took me a while to get out the door because I was enjoying conversation with my friend and his wife. He and I have been friends for 20 years, and even though we rarely see each other and don’t chat often, it’s just like old times whenever we get together.
Once I finally got running I was so happy. I can’t even describe how good that run was. At then end of it I felt like I probably could have gone a few more miles. It was the complete opposite of how I felt after my long run on the dreadmill last weekend.
As usual, my time in a warmer climate left me wishing I didn’t have to go back to Idaho until May. And I think my husband is getting tired of me complaining about the cold, so I’m trying to keep my discontent to myself. But I have to admit, I’m already dreading my long run this coming weekend because it will likely be on the dreadmill. Sigh.
Endlessly seeking adventure.