Thursday, January 10, 2013
A Wedding…Wait… What?
So this time…I proposed…and he said yes. I booked a little chapel next to a creek and we’re getting married again…on our 10 year anniversary….and I am completely excited. Tonight…I even started looking around…half heartedly…for a dress. I’ve never really been a dress girl. We got married in jeans the first time…but for some reason…I want a dress..and flowers…and dinner….and this man…for at least another 10 years…times 3…possibly.
My running is going well. I consider myself to be rebuilding after taking so much time off with my foot. And I mean time OFF. I usually run over 1200 miles a year…in 2012 I logged 500 miles. That's right….less than half. And most of that was logged in the beginning of the year when I was training with Dom for his half. So I feel like I am almost where I started. I have built back up to 5 miles 3 times a week and that is where I will stay until I feel strong doing that. I really want to run a decent 10 mile at Lighthouse this year…but I am listening to my body for a change…and if I can’t get there healthy and strong…then I just wont get there…regardless of how much I want it. Oddly enough…I don’t feel desperate to get back into the heavy mileage. Maybe I’m growing up…wouldn’t that be something.
I am in phase 3 of Jillian Michaels Body Revolution….and it is badass…and hard. I am a P90x grad so I can speak with some authority on hard. My plan is to finish this…take a month off…and then move on to Insanity. I want to have completed all three programs in a year. See what I do when I can’t run people? I am ridiculous. But I am a strong ridiculous. Today I piggy backed workout 9 with the cardio DVD for the month. I have been substituting running where the plan calls for cardio…so this is the first time I’ve done that one. And I’ll tell you what….I felt better after finishing my marathon then I did after finishing those two workouts today. Holy shit…talk about sore.
So that’s it for now. What do other people do when they can’t run I wonder? Do they punish themselves with other pain? Or just try stuff that they didn’t have time for when they ran all the time? Am I really growing up? Or is my affair with running on it’s last legs? I guess we shall see.