3.02

You know there's always that mile that you think you'll never finish. My first mile was fine, my third a breeze, but the second mile...I was about to let my dog drag my body back home. But I made it.

I'm off to Vegas for the day tomorrow. Wish me luck! I'm taking 50 bucks and hopefully turning it into 100!

p.s. this is the longest run I've had in ages. I feel pretty damn awesome.

2.06

EXHAUSTION.

that is all.

2.02

Well then. My walk to run program has decided that I need to be beaten into submission before I get too confident. Today started both a mileage increase and a shorter speed interval. I'm now expected to do 2 miles a day and shorter walk breaks. Oh, and I'm also expected to avoid keeling over. Today it was raining buckets all day and I had a massive headache so I skipped out on work early, went to buy some new brushes (I'm starting a new oil painting), and came home to relax. I kept putting off my run, thinking the rain would let up but at 9:45 it was still sprinkling so I decided to gamble on it staying light for the next half hour. I was slower than usual today. I think the rain and my general sluggishness is to blame. Yeah, that's it. The rain made me slow. Right when I got home, the skies opened up and I was glad I had gone when I did.

I had forgotten how much I love running in the rain or snow, then coming home, stripping off all your wet clothes in the entryway and walking around in your underwear until you find some cozy old ripped teeshirt and a raggedy pair of shorts to sleep in. Is it just me? I probably should always live alone. 

1.63

While I was shuffling along home tonight after my interval run, I wondered why my feet and legs were so sore and heavy. I wasn't in serious pain, but I felt sluggish on my cooldown walk. I wondered if I shouldn't have just walked yesterday when I was supposed to instead of running intervals. When I got to my door and ended my run on Nike+, not only had I just finished my second longest run but I also ran my fastest mile yet. It brings my horribly embarrassing mile time from 15'07" to 14'50". I am officially under 15 minutes! There are actually people in the world who are slower than me now! Mediocrity, I'm comin' for ya!

Also, my left shin hurts a little. I'm glad tomorrow is my rest day.

1.24

I was so exhausted today that I tried to weasel out of work early, to no avail. It is so wrong that I can basically go home early every day if I wanted. Great for my free time, horrible for my paycheck. I spent the entire day eating halloween cookies, talking to my work buddies, and planning my upcoming travel on Lonely Planet. Best. Job. Ever.

I came home at about 6:30pm, ate a bit of dinner, and tried to take a nap. I tossed and turned for about an hour and a half, changed nap strategies and crashed in my bed instead of my couch, and finally fell asleep at about 8pm. I woke up to complete darkness and my dog dreaming in his bed (so cute, except when it wakes you up). I thought it was the middle of the night and I was kicking myself for missing my run. I flopped over to check the time and it was only 10! YES. Even though I could have just rolled over and slept through the night, I got up, got my scrub-gear on, and went out for my run. I've been nervous about running more than 1 minute at a time as my walk-to-run program has assigned me a (gasp!) whole 3 minutes tomorrow. I know it's idiotic to be nervous about a 3 minute run when I used to run 5k but I feel like a total noob. I took a crack at running 2 minutes straight tonight and didn't even really feel out of breath at the end. I could have easily gone at least another minute. This makes me feel a lot better about my previous visions of keeling over and possibly dying tomorrow. Death averted!

Has anyone else ever been nervous about running such a small distance? I cannot be the only one.