First off, I wanted to thank you all for humoring me and not yelling at me for my posts on every run of this little training venture. I don't know if you know, but I'm training for a half marathon. Oh wait, I told you? In like, oh, every post? Okay, yeah, that's 'cause it never gets old for me to hear or say! I'm partially still in denial, so I like to remind myself. ANYWAY, I find these little posts helpful - like my own blog and all of you are holding me accountable to following the plan. So thanks!
Okay, run #9, just 2 miles ... after baking cookies. Yes, I baked! I forgot to take pictures as proof, because people that know me in real life are shocked! Tonight I'll be baking and I WILL document this one because even I can't believe what I am going to attempt! Oh yeah, running. So I went shopping after work with my mom. We wanted to find ugly holiday sweaters. My plan is to wear it with a total straight face and not let on that I'm creating this outfit as a total joke. We'll see how long that lasts. By the time we finished with all of our shopping it was after my dinner time - because I am an old person and I like my dinner early. (So embarrassing to admit that.) I had some dinner and watched Queer as Folk. Have you seen it? Oh, I just love it! Best show ever. I miss it so much. Back on track.... I had to bake cookies. I have a work potluck that I am going to under protest since I have food issues and won't eat at potlucks. I figured I could bring cookies to be festive and merry. But I also had to run.
The cookies were done freakishly fast, and after sampling two of them I decided I had to run them off. I put on my warmest clothes, minus a jacket 'cause they get annoying, and went out for 2 miles. It was so foggy. I couldn't even see a block ahead of me ... and considering my crazy imagination, well, I'm happy nobody appeared to attack me. I wouldn't have seen it coming! I was pretty speedy again - perhaps that was me just wanting to get back into my warm house. It was 10pm when I got home .... and I didn't even think of touching those freshly baked cookies. Woohoo!!
So that's 9 runs and 25 miles done. Apparently I was supposed to do 3.5 the other night, not 3. Sshh, don't tell on me. It was an accident. I should have consulted the plan on my refrigerator -- or the "ice box" as my step-dad called it last weekend. Seriously? Who says "ice box" anymore??
LOL! My father-in-law calls it the ice box! Haha! I am so used to it now. :)
ReplyDeleteThe ice box incident was hysterical. My mom and I had no idea what he was talking about, and he didn't understand our confusion. I mean I've known him for 14 years and have never heard him say "ice box".
ReplyDeleteMaybe it was the whipped cream vodka that made us laugh so hard??
LOL! I can't wait to see the ugly sweater!
ReplyDeleteAnd hey - I call it a Fridge-Air. I get the "are you crazy" looks - but I'm used to those at this point!
I love hearing about your runs! I can't believe the race is in TEN weeks :)!
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to pics of the sweater! :) Way to go on baking! I love to cook (quick and easy meals, of course), but I'm not much of a baker either. I sure could go for a fresh baked cookie right now, though!! :)
ReplyDeletehow exciting...can't wait to read the recap, you are going to do awesome!
ReplyDeleteFreakishly fast cookies are better than NO cookies. I better get on it! Have a great run, you're doing so well with your training for the...what was that run, a 5K? JK.
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