Not a bad weekend around ye olde abode. I started it off by getting up before dawn again on Saturday morning to go for a run. At the last second, the talk I had with my ex-runner officemate re-entered my brain and I took a right instead of a left. I parked my car on the other side of the park and instead of running 3.5 miles, I ran five. My goal was anything under 1:15 – fifteen-minute miles – and I made it in 1:08 and change, having forgotten to start my stopwatch on time to begin with and having to wait for traffic lights to change twice, which I figure evens out in the end. Close enough, at least.
I was definitely whipped but not completely out of commission, which was nice. And a good thing, too, since when I got back to my car I realized that my extra door key that I carry while I run had fallen out someplace, so my keys were locked in my car. I’d left my phone at home, so I had to walk the mile back home from the park and pound on the door until the dog barking at me got Dys up to let me in.
Oh well.
Afterward, I showered and changed clothes and Dys and I went on a Wal-Mart/grocery run. While at WM, I picked up a couple of sleeveless Under-Armour type shirts to run in.
In size Large. Do you know how long it’s been since I bought anything without an X in front of it? And while I’m still a little more bulgy in a few places than I’d like, they definitely fit.
I also bought a pack of white and black tank-top undershirts in size Large, and those suckers are definitely a little tighter than I’d imagined they’d be. But still not grotesquely so, and I can still work on that a bit. Dys asked if I was going for the Eric Northman look, and honestly it hadn’t even crossed my mind, but if it’s even bringing up the concept, then WIN.
Even in the ballpark of this guy is a compliment.
Having survived the five-mile run without serious complications, I think I’m going to succumb to my coworker’s suggestion and plan to enter the local Triple Crown. A 5k (3.1 miles) on the last Saturday of next February, a 10k (6.2 mi) on the second Saturday in March, and a 10 miler on the last Saturday in March. I think only the 10-miler is a real concern, and I have nine months to prepare for it.
Time to kick it up a notch, eh?
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More than a notch! Wow, that’s impressive.
Although I wouldn’t be sexually attracted to Eric Northman with a ten-foot pole. He looks like my worst dark-alley nightmare.
No Nordic blondes for you? BF will be so disappointed. 😀
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there’s a cool training tool at RW.com — you plug in your pace and distance and your race date and it spits out a training plan to follow. http://www.runnersworld.com/cda/trainingcalculator/0,7169,s6-238-277-279-0-0-0-0-0,00.html
good luck!
Oooh. Interesting!
It says I’d finish a full marathon in 5:28. Uh, let’s not get hasty, bub…
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Yeah!!!
Between the hot dude (and the guy in the picture, haha) and the progress and the smaller sizes, I’d say you’re consistently kicking serious ass. And because of you, I’ve tentatively started to add some running-type activity into my walks. I know it’ll be a LONG time before I’ll ever be anywhere close to a “runner” but this is the first time I’m actually considering it, so that’s a step (ha!) in the right direction. One thing I know for sure: sports bra – very necessary.
I don’t really consider myself a “runner” yet, either. I don’t know where the threshold lies, or if it’s just a state of mind, but I’m just not quite there yet. I will say that I in turn owe a nod to MTAE and Marie for inspiration – as well as my former coworker, who says she’s going to be living vicariously through me, heh.
Very necessary? You’re probably right, but I’d have to see some pics before I completely agree… 😉
I gotta say, I like Eric better with the short hair. And if he shaved his head and kept the goatee, we might see an unnerving similarity. In other news, DYS IS SO LUCKY.
What Dys is, is laughing her ass off right now, I can assure you.
But thanks! 😀
Yeah, BS. He’s on his way, Tiff! I can’t get him that tall, but I’m still psyched 😉
If she could have stretched me to 6’3″ she would have done so the day she met me, I’m pretty sure.
~grin~