Tuesday, March 20, 2012
rambling, rain & running
It's Tuesday, well now Tuesday evening, but Tuesday through Saturday..I workout or run. Last week, I've merged them into one workout. Saturdays are typically my longest run of the week, so I rest up on Sunday and then usually Monday too since I only have a 3 mile run scheduled on that day.
The local gym is about 1.66 miles from my house. Last week, I ran there, biked, ran home...except a lot of the running on my non-scheduled training day was walking due to HEAT. Isn't that insane? Complaining about heat mid-March. Well, I never really complained, I just dealt with it, but it's no secret that me and 'heat' do not get along well, although last week I handled it fine.
WOW, WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS POST???
Last week (I remember now) I almost doubled my calories burned than I did during prior weeks. This is a fine line for me because I am training for my first half marathon, but I am on a weight loss journey as well. My 'off' running days no longer say 'circuit' training, so I was really only running/working out 3-4 times a week. (but there was a 10 and 12 mile run in those weeks *cough*) I need to continue to lose weight. I need to lose more weight to run faster. I need to run more to lose more weight. Lather, rinse, repeat. However, I will not NOT NOT risk injury to do this. I won't run many more than my sheduled miles, I won't do any new fitness thing that my body isn't used to. I knew biking was safe and holy-ball-of-sweatball madness, I sweat more on that bike than running OR elliptical.
THIS IS THE MOST RAMBLING POSTS OF ALL RAMBLING POSTS....
Today (back to the Tuesday reference in paragraph one), I ran IN THE RAIN. Me. I knew it was raining, geared up, and went out in it...on purpose. It was awesome. And not hot.
I got to the gym, took off my extra t-shirt, hopped on a stationary bike and did 16.4 miles in 60 minutes. I love the intervals because they make me cry and you can't tell I'm crying because I'm sweating so much. Then I got off the bike, wobbled around like a newborn foal, put on my wet t-shirt, walked out, and ran all the way home. I'm amazed. My quads were so fatigued when I hit the road again, but I pushed through it. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? The foal found her legs and galloped home, in the rain....proudly. (I won't mention the overpass she had to get over, ok, maybe I will).
Oh, and I did a brick.
Posted by Lori @ Hit the Ground Running at 7:21 PM