Three weekends of travel meant three Fridays of long runs. On September 18, I did a 12-miler, rolled into work for a couple of hours, then went off to Cape Cod for a beautiful wedding the next day.
On September 25, I did a 16-miler, rolled into work for a very unproductive couple of hours, then flew to Atlanta and drove on to Auburn, Alabama, for Greek parents' weekend. I was exceedingly grateful that Delta Zeta's parents' cocktail reception was cancelled that evening.
Finally, on October 2, I did a 20-miler, skipped work, and flew back to Alabama for the previously-planned (e.g., before the daughter became a DZ pledge) Official Auburn Parents' Weekend. This was the weekend that wore me out!
I got started running on Friday at 4 am, doing a loop with a new early-morning-running friend, Carianne. We knocked out about 4 miles, then she went off to work and I kept running like I was Forrest Gump. It was raining. It was cold. I took two breaks: one at the 7-11 in Burke for a much-needed bathroom break and one at 7:00 at home to say hi to Jim and the lad before they headed to work and school. Overall, the whole thing went better than I would have predicted -- maybe the Marine Corps Marathon will be the same way because I am NOT AT ALL CONFIDENT ABOUT THIS THING!
|Here's a modified legs-up-a-wall recovery pose. It's legs-on-a-chair-with-a-cat. You're not likely to find this in most yoga classes.|
After recovering and showering, I s-l-o-w-l-y packed my gear for our trip, saying, "Ow, ow, ow" the whole time. I picked up our drycleaning, some Starbucks, and the boy from school, and we were off!
We "recovered" the next day by hiking all over the beautiful Auburn University campus, including up to the top of Jordan-Hare stadium to watch the Tigers beat the San Jose State Spartans. Then up early Sunday morning to enjoy breakfast at the Crepe Myrtle Cafe (if you find yourself in Auburn, don't miss this place!) and back on the road to work our way home.
I was able to get a run in yesterday, but that alarm went off this morning and I knew that my cross-training swim wasn't going to happen. A lunchtime walk is going to have to suffice. Unless I can get away with crawling under my desk for a nap.