And for the past couple of days:
11 miles yesterday
8 miles today
It isn't my first choice or my most favorite but for the most part I am able to log significant mileage and be okay with it.
I'm not sure if it was because my legs were tired, my quad is hurting, or the fact that the first treadmill I was on was stuck on an incline which I didn't know until I was told (yet was showing a 0% which I always start at) and that made it more difficult for my beat legs from the start, but today I was ready to throw in the towel pretty much every 1/2 mile or so.
But I made it through 8 miles. Barely.
I would have much preferred this:
Perhaps it was just one of those days. Those days when your running just kind of falls apart and it takes one hell of a lot of will and determination to get through it. Maybe tomorrow me and the treadmill will fall back in love and our winter affair will go back to normal.
I'm not sure, but the one thing I do know for certain is that spring cannot come here soon enough.
Or at least these ridiculously windy, cold days could come to an end. I can deal with the cold well enough but the cold and wind is just not happening for this girl.
The treadmill has also just been a lot more convenient. I like to lift in the mornings. I will throw in a sporadic couple of miles some mornings to warm up but I usually save my runs for the night time.
And work has been pure chaos and I never know what time I will get off on top of Port Authority is a disaster area to get back to Hoboken during rush hour so a more productive use of time is to hit my work gym and then head back home after everyone else has already left work. So running outside hasn't been quite as convenient, and usually only happens on the weekend.
Sigh. Runner problems are a bitch.
I guess I should give myself some credit that I have stuck to my running throughout winter and have run 5-6 days a week consistently throughout. No off season slacking for me. So I never lost my base mileage, which is a first for me and puts me ahead of the game starting off the spring.
I treated myself to a much deserved mani/pedi after slogging through those miles. My poor feet are just a disaster. Some sexy black toenails, and blisters from when I forgot socks on Thursday and decided to run 5 miles anyways. I appreciated the manicurist not being phased in the least by this I am sure they have seen worse. Or so I will tell myself.
Now I have to pack since I leave tomorrow morning for a week for Indianapolis for work.
I have a feeling that it won't be that much warmer there and me and the hotel treadmill will be getting cozy.
I think I would rather go log another 8 miles than figure out what to pack. This is the current status of my room:
So jetting off to Indianapolis tomorrow morning for a week. I'm kind of sort of excited...or something like that...not really sure what to expect but I mean it is the NFL Combine so at least THAT will be fun!