Pictures and words and stuff. I'm tired.

Picture and words #1:

This morning's workout was an easy 4-miler, which large dog and I were supposed to do at a 9:47 pace but of course we completely ignored that silly number and did whatever we wanted to do.

Picture and words #2:

I also completely ignored large dog when he wanted to keep going after the 4 miles was over.

Mom...I can't help it.  The open road just calls to me, and I must answer.

Picture and words #3:

When you're trying to think of how to make an easy 4 mile run interesting for your blog and the dogs come over to your chair where you are trying to blog to "help."

Not really helping.

Picture and words #4:

After trying to googling for blog ideas for awhile and then suddenly finding your search has devolved into typing "Alfonso Ribeiro" into the web browser, you give up and call it a night.

How did this happen??!?

No more pictures; just words in the form of learnings:

• I am so tired.  Work has really wiped me out this week.
• Maybe one day I will run a run at the pace it's supposed to be run.
• Maybe one day large dog will also look at the camera for a post-run pic.
• Maybe I'll remember tomorrow why I was even searching the web for Alfonso Ribeiro.  Until then, it's time for bed, kids.

Tomorrow's workout: Cycling!

A lazy short post about a not-so-lazy 13 mile treadmill run.

Hubbs has canceled all outdoor running for me as long as it's below zero.

He is so unreasonable; he acts like it's all chaos out there just because it's cold.

But it's not.  It's just an increased risk of a little frostbite.  Hubbs always overreacts.

Anyway, since I couldn't go outside and run and I had a ton to do today, I decided to get up at my normal wakeup time and get those miles in on the treadmill at 5-ish AM. 

5 AM SUCKERS.  Only I'm really the sucker.

The animals were a little weirded out.

You're going running instead of playing with us at 4 AM
and waking up Dad?

Weirdo Hyooman.  Go back to bed.  It's Saturday.

But I didn't let freaked out animals stop me from getting my first long run done on the training plan.  My strategy was the same as last weekend - do one easy mile followed by 2 faster miles.  That way my brain can split the workout into smaller chunks (4, to be precise for this morning with a mile easy as a cool down) so it can fool itself into running in place for 2 hours without realizing that's what it's doing.  It worked well, especially since I popped in a good movie (Hidden Figures) to watch during the run.

Afterwards, I was pretty impressed with myself-not only for making it through all the miles, but getting up that early on a Saturday and, you know, not farting around for hours before actually doing the run.  Although full disclosure:  I promised myself Starbucks if I finished all 13 miles.  And I always keep my promises.

I was so impressed with myself about this run that I let Squiggy (our female judgy cat from the picture above) know I had done all 13 miles:

The big one-THREE baby

But she was busy and couldn't be bothered.

Learnings?  Yeah, here are a few:

• It was a busy day of running and errands and working on my new house, so a few pictures and sentences are all you get today.
• I was impressed that I did that entire run-and I only had to stop two times for pit stops.
• I had to re-take my "one-three" picture after I realized I was really making a "three-one" for everyone instead.
• Squiggy needs a lot of rest because, after all, she has to deal with this stupid human all day.

Tomorrow's workout: Upper body weight-lifting goodness!