So I managed to keep my great weekend going. The BBQ went well, and everyone seemed to enjoy the food. My husband really enjoyed the visit with his family, and we got some wonderful photos and videos of our girls with their great-grandmother and I know Steve will treasure these for ever. I even managed to squeeze some me time in to not only run but also knit and spend some nice time with my husband. We actually managed to have a conversation without someone screaming or puking on me. I was disappointed in our Thai lunch because the food sucked, but the dessert today was super yummy and that made up for it.
I ran outside, on my own on Monday after the visit and went 10.6km and hit several hills. I don’t know if that makes it a hill run or a long run but I felt great! I called the run my Holy Crazy Hill run since I just ran where I wanted to and let my Garmin do it’s thing! The run wasn’t my fastest or furthest or anything else like that, but it made me feel alive and reminded me why I love to run outside. I was even brave enough to tackle the horror hill today. I am trying to get myself out more often, even if it means running in the morning. I’m going to set my alarm this week for 7:30 and try to get up by then, then next week it’ll be 7am and then 6:30am. If I can get up at 6:30 I can do a 45 minute hill training run before my husband leaves for work at 8am so let’s see how well I do getting used to dragging my butt out of bed. Lately I’ve been feeling very nervous about my horror hill run because I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to cut it, but after today’s run I’m feeling a bit better. I’m not sure whether I’ll rock it as much as I want to but I’m going to do my best!
- Feeling more like me.
- Suddenly scared.