Happy Monday and Happy Fall!
Following my “single beer” Saturday as well as a blissful break in the summer temps, I allowed myself to sleep in until 9 then head out for Sunday Runday. 22 miles of sunny, cloudless skies. What I made up for in my lack of alcohol consumption, I lost in my ability to adequately SPF myself. I’m now convinced a racer-back tan line will be forever seared into my back.
Aside from my oversite, this week was good running-wise. My first 40-miler! As the temperatures begin to cool down, I’ve begun to enjoy my runs much more (shocking, right?). Running in autumn is one of life’s great joys.
What I was supposed to do:
And what I actually did:
Week #12 Stats:
Injuries/Issues: Wednesday night I found I had developed some odd pain in my knee and hip. I decided it was best to switch my rest day from Friday to Thursday and TADA I was a-okay by the time I went to run again. Confounding, right? Listening to your body and accommodating it accordingly? Look at me being a responsible runner.
Other notable ramblings: A certain brown dog who will remain nameless, PEED in my running shoe. Of all the lousy places, apparently my Mizuno seemed like the ideal place to take a leak. Can one put their shoes in the washing machine?
Dogs…who needs ’em.