4 miles

It was hard. Treadmills make running hard. On the bright side, I couldn't imagine running 4 miles on a weeknight, much less twice in a week, so that's some improvement!

4 miles

That was hard. I made chicken picatta for dinner and it took a long time, so dinner was late and everything was late. Got to the gym after 9 even though I tried my best to talk myself out of going. I was going to just do 2 miles, but somehow made it to 4. On my way home, this jerk was tailgating me for going speed limit, so I slapped on the cruise at 5 miles below speed limit to piss him or her off. They were so mad...kept high beams on and honked at me. Hehe. I hope it was worth it. Jerks.

4 miles... fell off the wagon

Didn't run all week because....flu. Well, Nathan had the flu, I had some weird dizziness headache exhausted thing going on. Maybe it was flu jr. Dunno. Anyway, didn't run because I was afraid it would then into Flu Sr. Ran outside today because it was 59 and gorgeous. Thought I'd go maybe 2.5 miles to get back into the swing of things, but I managed 4! It was so hard to run outside again after spending more than 2 months on the treadmill. I was sure I was doing 14 minute miles, but it turns out I went the fastest I've ever gone at 12.07 average per mile! And my last mile was under 12! Who knows!! I'm so ready for spring and nice weather! 

8 miles

I might die today. I think I need to bring a snack because the last mile was really hard and I felt like I had no energy. I was going to grab some candy but forgot. Running is hard. Also, Ted got me a Garmin and I tried it today but it thought I did 13 miles instead of 8. Why doesn't technology ever work?

4 miles

Still on target for this month. Stomach feeling a little queasy, though. Hope I can do 8 this weekend. I'm scared...

4 miles

4 slow miles. A little tired today. I think one of my girls is having night terrors. She wakes up sometimes in the middle of the night with blood curdling screams. Last night, I went in and rocked herbuntil she calmed down. Then I went back to bed, but couldn't sleep. Oh well. The pediatrician said to try waking her up a little before I got to bed to reset her sleep cycle. Maybe I'll try it. Anyway. I like to put my sweatshirt over the numbers on the treadmill so that I'm not constantly obsessing over how many more miles I have to go. The guy who worked the front desk tonight told me I couldn't do that while I was running. I told him I needed to block the numbers, so he said he'd bring me a towel. He ended up bringing this huge towel that was way bigger than my sweatshirt. Super nice of him, but I think that might have negated their no sweatshirts on equipment policy? I dunno. 

7 miles

Every weekend since hitting 4 miles, I think, "there's no possible way I can add another mile." But somehow, I've actually managed to get to 7 miles. For some reason, 7 felt extra intimidating and I had a hard time getting motivated...but I got off my ass and went for it. To say that I feel like dying right now is to put it lightly, but I'm also feeling pretty proud of myself. Next Saturday: Jane v. 8 miles. Wish me luck...

5k

I've been sooooo tired all week. I think my 7 piano lessons on Sunday killed me. I skipped Monday and went yesterday, but only got 0.8 in before I had to quit. I think I ate too much dinner so my stomach kept cramping. Super tired today too, but got in 5k at least. I wonder if Aunt Flo is coming for a visit because last month, I was super exhausted right before she showed her ugly face. Who knows.

6 miles!

That was tough. Got up at 5 to go to the gym, then came home, taught a piano lesson, drove to Delaware for Nathan's cello class, then came back and taught more piano. I'm pooped! I really want some Mexican food. Pics of my time. So slow. I walked .50 for warmup and cool down, I think.