As predicted, I didn't run the 10 mile race this weekend. I did, however, suck it up and get out the door and put in 9 miles on Saturday afternoon. And it was generally awesome. Sun was all shiny, traffic seemed light, and I averaged 9:10s over the whole thing!
I was shocked enough by that last part that I had to re-check my mileage (using the gmap pedometer) to make sure I hadn't cut some corner or something along the way. But nope. It was just a lot faster than it felt. Super sweet.
Sunday I went to the gym and lifted and then ran a relaxed (10 minute mile pace) two miles and called it good. We didn't watch the super bowl, but a couple of friends came over and brought some food (spinach dip and homemade ice cream sandwiches. These girls rock rock rock) and we hung out and watched a bad movie instead.
This week looks a little tricky as far as getting mileage in: classes and presentations cutting up my days and making getting the the gym more difficult. This weekend I am supposed to run a 5k with a friend--we signed up ages ago and I haven't really seen her since, which is nuts. But she is finishing up her MBA, so she doesn't have a whole lot of down time lately. So I know my last run of the week will be a 3 miler...I just need to get in another 17 or so to make myself happy. Oh! and I ran 2 yesterday, so call it 15. Piece of cake. Heh.
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