That feeling when...you have so many feels.

That feeling when you wake up and have to get dressed for a 4:30 AM treadmill threshold/tempo run so you take a selfie of yourself at that hour of course:

Huge runner thighs are a go for launch

That feeling when you just wish you looked like this again and wish Medifast could make this happen in two weeks (minus being covered in mud because man does that set off my eczema these days):

That feeling when you use your urge to look like the aforementioned picture to get your butt down to the treadmill so you can run 7 miles under a bare lightbulb amongst that awesome smelly basement smell:

That feeling when you actually run both of those 2 x 2 mile repeats @ 9:00 pace without stopping ONCE to go to the bathroom:

That feeling when you walk into the bathroom to shower after your epic threshold run and see this first thing:

Whut hyooman a little privacy please

But especially that feeling when you realize you have a lot more treadmill runs ahead of you thanks to Mr. Polar Vortex coming back for a visit:

negative 22 BUH

That feeling when the post finally ends and puts you out of your misery with some learnings:

• I'm very impatient with weight loss.  But as my wise mother once said, "It took a while for it to gain, it's going to take a while for you to lose."  *sigh*
• I kicked ass on that mud run, btw.  6 miles of obstacles in 53 minutes.
• I also kicked ass on that threshold/tempo run.  Didn't think I would be able to do both repeats because I tend to mentally break down during tempos on the 'mill.
• Speaking of mental breakdowns, SERIOUSLY NEGATIVE 22 OH COME ON MOTHER NATURE
• The cat, I can honestly tell you, is not worried about the weather at all.  Or tempo runs for that matter.

Tomorrow's workout: I have declared Fridays a "free space" to do whatever workout I want.  I'm leaning (or jumping, as it were) towards a total body plyometic workout, but who knows what 4 AM will bring?  Stay tuned.

That feeing when...

That feeling when....

...work has been so crazy this week you are still working on the blog post about the 5 races you did in 3 days this past weekend but you can't stop thinking about those awesome running shorts you wore for the marathon that had the huge pockets and bright colors for days:

Shorts SO AWESOME

...your legs are still feeling those crazy long bridges from two of those races:

Bridge: Officially crazy.

...you lifted weights for this first time in about a month and it was pretty much an animal free-for-all:

...when you have every intention of running the 5 easy miles on your Runner's World plan outside this morning but a nice flash of lightning minutes after you get out of bed forces you to the treadmill and yet another throng of animals:

My treadmill calls all the animals to my legs.

...when you're falling asleep posting stupid pictures and sentences on your blog and you realize it's time to freaking go to bed.  

Sleep.  Buh.

Before sleep gets me here are some learnings:

• I have cut out a lot of processed carbs from my diet and I'm blaming my pseudo-narcalepsy squarely on that.  
• There will be a blog post about my Flying Pig Marathon weekend; I just have to be able to stay awake long enough to finish it once of these nights.
• And there will always be animals in my workout area.  I've resigned myself to this now.
• I'm also resigned to owning more of those running shorts because they're freaking AWESOME.

Tomorrow's workout: 5 more easy miles.  This run plan has lots of easy, and I'm liking it.

The feeling when you write a post about your long run feelings.

Yesterday I did my usual total body weight workout and dodged animals as I tried to lift my heavy weights and barbell around them.  And today was my usual long run that I, as usual, didn't really want to do but, most unusually, it was actually a nice day outside so I really had no excuse but to suck it up and get outside.

At least I got the rare chance to match tie-dye to tie-dye, which only happens when you buy two things that have tie-dye on them and wear them at the same time.

tie-dye AMAZINGNESS

With my tie-dye motivating me to at least step out the front door, I did my scheduled 18 miler.  And those 18 miles went alright, except for a few things.  You know that feeling when, during your long run...

...you realize those first way too fast 6 miles with the large dog is going to come back and haunt you on the back half of the run.

Don't blame me, Mom, for your "running too fast" stupidity.

...you finally decide in mile 14 that eating that high-fiber Nutrisystem muffin AND brownie was a bad idea, especially since there is no safe place to hide and suffer the consequences of that decision.

...you realize that your legs aren't as tired as you thought they'd be by mile 16 since, you know, marathon last weekend.

...it hits you that you have really, really, really missed the sun.

...you would like to look at anything other than a lot of vast brown nothing, including rows and rows of corn.

Hey look at all that brown nothingness.

...all the long running in the sunshine made you feel better about not losing any weight over the past few weeks and how crappy you think you look in all your pictures.  Running is MAGIC that way.

...you inevitably suffer the consequences of the high-fiber brownie and muffin along the side of the road and you think no one saw but then you look up and make eye contact with the driver of an SUV you hadn't seen coming down the road.

...you realize deciding to run into the 14 mph winds for 5-ish miles in the middle of the run was an incredibly stupid idea, making the pace of the run much slower than intended.

BUH

...you're glad you wore gloves because those 14 mph winds were freaking COLD.

...you're pretty sure the cats are just lazing about sleeping while you're suffering on the run.

And they were.  Jerks.

And now for that feeling when you see those dumb learnings she puts at the end of each post:

• Wearing all that tie-dye was joyous.
• After I dropped off large dog and went off running without him, he displayed his displeasure with that decision by eating more of my drywall.
• It was actually a really nice day for a run.  Except for that damn wind.
• And except for the look that SUV driver gave me as I was on the side of the road.

Tomorrow's workout:  Upper body goodness...I have missed my weights.