This morning I diligently got to work on my strength circuit (M/W/F), following the Fitnessista's latest Summer Shape Up series. I'm still going strong on sticking with weights and cardio blasts three mornings a week to get these arms ripped for summer and wedding season.
Without fail, circuits do a great job of leaving me dripping wet in 25 minutes. Today I had time for 40 minutes, so I was able to do the entire shape up workout, including the ab burner session. It is no joke. My abs are still sore from Monday morning's workout!
Anywho, after a long day at work, I decided to bag my usual Lifeforce Fit class partly bc I've been sneezing a lot lately (can feel a stress cold coming on) and partly because I knew I already got in plenty of strength for today. But I always enjoy the class atmosphere, the extra motivation to do dreaded burpees and the yoga aspect so that's why I go.
The sun was shining so I put on my running clothes and headed to pre's trail for a semi easy run. Soon enough, the Garmin beeped "8:36." Not bad, I thought. I wonder what the next mile will be? Should I push it? Should I slow down?
Good memories from my fall visit to Seattle with my high school girlfriends. That hill was evil despite my deliriously happy grin.
The second mile came and sure enough "8:36" again. And you guessed it, my third mile was ALSO 8:36. Just call me "Steady Eddy."
I was starting to think that maybe the watch was doing a little funny business until it finally read "9:08" for my fourth mile and "9:40" for the fifth as I made my way up a few nearby hills.
5.55 miles - 49:15 + a few minutes spent in pigeon pose and runner's lunge to loosen up my tight hip
Well, I guess it's officially time to get back on the stretching, yoga, foam rolling wagon because I'm currently icing my knee. Little tweaks here and there all over my bod have been reminding me this week that I can't neglect those important recovery aspects of my running practice. Lord knows I don't want to get injured!
I have a 50K trail run AND the Victoria Marathon coming up in September and October!
Oh and a batch of these babies just came out of the oven. Mmm...
The occasion (not that we need one)? My little brother, Max graduates from high school tomorrow night!