Another Week
So, another week is officially down.
By the end of each day for the last several days I've been exhausted, to a level I'm not used to. I fall into bed and feel absolutely incapable of getting up, and then, if I'm lucky I slip into dreamless sleep and wake up the next morning feeling less tired. Unfortunately that hasn't always been happening. Sometimes I can't sleep, but more often I sleep alright and then wake up still feeling incapable of movement. Something has to give. Last night I just couldn't get warm, I finally put on a hat (in addition to the five blankets I already had piled one me) and woke up at 10 still tired.
But, I did manage to get in my runs. I ran 5.5 miles on Tuesday, 4 miles on Wednesday, and 7 on Thursday (I got lost... it was only supposed to be 6), 6 miles on Saturday, and 3 miles today, making a grand total of: 25.5. So my mileage has been increasing nicely.
In other running news, I think I'm going to skip the group training session next Saturday and run a 10k with some of my Team in Training Friends. The Silver Comet 10k is one of the last Peachtree Qualifying races and it would be cool to qualify for one of the early time groups. The Peachtree Road Race, for those of you not from Atlanta, is Atlanta's big race. It takes place on the 4th of July and in order to race it you have to send in your registration card the day it appears in the AJC (which is March 18th). Now, Atlanta on the 4th of July is always ridiculously hot and ridiculously humid, but a ton of people turn out, some wearing unusual attire, and race 6.2 miles anyway. And so, I've decided that post-marathon I will join the insanity. You know, when in Rome do as the Romans?
Today when I was running my measly 3 miles, my legs felt like lead and just about every five steps I wanted to turn around and go home. But I didn't. However, after a little more than a mile, this girl trotted past me, this beautiful blonde, leggy girl. She blew past me as though I were standing still. I wasn't running particularly fast, more sort of trudging along, but she still put me to shame. I realized I'd been sort of shuffling along, focusing on my pain and tiredness, so I tried to shake it off and keep up with her. You know, trail her from a comfortable distance. That worked until we reached a hill, and then I realized that I really was in pain and tired, and I decided that trudging was okay. But this girl, with her taunting, swinging gold ponytail, who didn't seem to be sweating or breathing heavily, and looked like she was prepared to go for miles, seemed to be put on this earth solely to torture me. I wish I had tripped her when she ran past.
On that charitable note, I finally got my fundraising letters out, for the most part, and I'm starting to get donations in which is very exciting. Thank you everyone who has donated (or plans on donating!) I'm going to set up a March Madness fundraiser, so stay tuned.
Anyway, my goal this week is to finally make it to the grocery store for a real shop (I've done that twice since winter break so it is definitely time). After I get some real food in my apartment, I'm going to try to start paying attention to what I eat, because maybe that is why I'm so tired. Also, it might be time for allergy medication. I can't believe it is actually spring already here. All of the trees are flowering, and it is warm most days. Crazy.
Oh, and I have pictures from Saturday. After our run there was a picnic, which was cool...except it was like 9:30 or 10, so it was a little difficult to choke down fried chicken and sandwiches. So most of the pictures are of the picnic, but there is one of people stretching, and there is one of Melanie, Tedd, Mark, Su, and a woman whose name I can't remember... they were my running buddies on Saturday.
By the end of each day for the last several days I've been exhausted, to a level I'm not used to. I fall into bed and feel absolutely incapable of getting up, and then, if I'm lucky I slip into dreamless sleep and wake up the next morning feeling less tired. Unfortunately that hasn't always been happening. Sometimes I can't sleep, but more often I sleep alright and then wake up still feeling incapable of movement. Something has to give. Last night I just couldn't get warm, I finally put on a hat (in addition to the five blankets I already had piled one me) and woke up at 10 still tired.
But, I did manage to get in my runs. I ran 5.5 miles on Tuesday, 4 miles on Wednesday, and 7 on Thursday (I got lost... it was only supposed to be 6), 6 miles on Saturday, and 3 miles today, making a grand total of: 25.5. So my mileage has been increasing nicely.
In other running news, I think I'm going to skip the group training session next Saturday and run a 10k with some of my Team in Training Friends. The Silver Comet 10k is one of the last Peachtree Qualifying races and it would be cool to qualify for one of the early time groups. The Peachtree Road Race, for those of you not from Atlanta, is Atlanta's big race. It takes place on the 4th of July and in order to race it you have to send in your registration card the day it appears in the AJC (which is March 18th). Now, Atlanta on the 4th of July is always ridiculously hot and ridiculously humid, but a ton of people turn out, some wearing unusual attire, and race 6.2 miles anyway. And so, I've decided that post-marathon I will join the insanity. You know, when in Rome do as the Romans?
Today when I was running my measly 3 miles, my legs felt like lead and just about every five steps I wanted to turn around and go home. But I didn't. However, after a little more than a mile, this girl trotted past me, this beautiful blonde, leggy girl. She blew past me as though I were standing still. I wasn't running particularly fast, more sort of trudging along, but she still put me to shame. I realized I'd been sort of shuffling along, focusing on my pain and tiredness, so I tried to shake it off and keep up with her. You know, trail her from a comfortable distance. That worked until we reached a hill, and then I realized that I really was in pain and tired, and I decided that trudging was okay. But this girl, with her taunting, swinging gold ponytail, who didn't seem to be sweating or breathing heavily, and looked like she was prepared to go for miles, seemed to be put on this earth solely to torture me. I wish I had tripped her when she ran past.
On that charitable note, I finally got my fundraising letters out, for the most part, and I'm starting to get donations in which is very exciting. Thank you everyone who has donated (or plans on donating!) I'm going to set up a March Madness fundraiser, so stay tuned.
Anyway, my goal this week is to finally make it to the grocery store for a real shop (I've done that twice since winter break so it is definitely time). After I get some real food in my apartment, I'm going to try to start paying attention to what I eat, because maybe that is why I'm so tired. Also, it might be time for allergy medication. I can't believe it is actually spring already here. All of the trees are flowering, and it is warm most days. Crazy.
Oh, and I have pictures from Saturday. After our run there was a picnic, which was cool...except it was like 9:30 or 10, so it was a little difficult to choke down fried chicken and sandwiches. So most of the pictures are of the picnic, but there is one of people stretching, and there is one of Melanie, Tedd, Mark, Su, and a woman whose name I can't remember... they were my running buddies on Saturday.
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