Three Runs Down, Three to Go ...

Monday: 4 miles
Tuesday: 2 miles (plus spinning in the a.m.!)
Wednesday: 3 miles (75F!!)

I'm halfway to my goal of running six times this week. (Don't believe me? Check my running log!)

What morals can we draw from this little half-completed exercise?

1. If your feet ain't happy, you will hate running. (Mizunos!)


2. When you set a short-term goal, running becomes non-negotiable. Today, I honestly could NOT fit a run in. There was no way. I had morning meetings, afternoon meetings, meetings to set up meetings, meetings to debrief after meetings, and after-work meetings. And ... I fit in a 3-mile run. At lunch.


3. Of course that meant I missed lunch. Or, since I rarely take a real "lunch," I just missed eating anything at my desk. Or eating my desk. Poor Planning on my Part. Or, let's just blame work. During one of those meetings (may I use the word interminable here?), I honestly thought I would gnaw my arm off.


4. So, I broke, fell off the no-sugar band wagon, and had a pop tart. OK, OK, I had two. I tell you, I was desperate.


5. I forgot what #5 was.


6. Oh yeah, weather. Beautiful, gorgeous spring. The kind of weather that makes running, well, dare I say? Easier.


7. I don't want to jinx it, but I'm actually starting to like running. Two 1/2 years in! Is solid consistency the secret? Who knew? And if you did know, why didn't you tell us?!?!

Stay tuned. More important lessons comming your way.

Now, appropos of nothing in particular, except: I loved this actress, it's a fun song, and a peak into 40's slang:

Betty Hutton, RIP. They just don't make 'em like that anymore. I especially like the GI's dancing.

Snow! Ice! Cold! Heat Wave!

Yes, tomorrow's weather forecast is for 50F.

Last night, I looked out my window around 5 p.m. and this is what I saw:



Snow squall!

In other news, here is the other awesome present I got for my birthday, from a close friend, in fact one of the MAIN people who inspired me to start running. She's 54, and still winning her age groups. This woman rolls out of bed in the morning and decides to do a triathlon...and then wins it! Plus, she's tall and slender and gorgeous. And incredibly nice, so it makes it very difficult to you know, be unbelievably jealous and envious. As if!

I think this means I can't stop running. Sigh. It also means I will never be left by the side of the path, friendless and SOL!

What a great present!

Speaking of inspiration, I was thinking today about this l'il ol' blog, and trying to remember why I started it. What I remembered is being inspired by reading another blogger, none other than 26.2 miles vs. Naomi, who I bet inspired many of you, too. She was then training for her first marathon, and wrote hilarious recaps of her experiences. She is an awesome writer. So, Naomi, to you I tip my blog cap.

Who inspired you to start blogging? Tell us, and then tell them!

Happy Presidents' Day!