Sunday, April 17, 2011

Running: Errands, Miles, and then Nowhere

Running Errands
Last night I was sound asleep before 9:30 pm. I had to get up around 5:50 to take the maniacs downstairs - Maddie thinks getting up automatically = food. Um, not so much. Made them go out and potty then left them in the kitchen so I could sleep peacefully for a bit longer. I got up a little before 8, so nice long sleep for me.

After breakfast, I decided to go ahead and run my errands early. I needed to go by Target and the grocery store. The morning was a little cool, so I thought I could run the errands and let it warm up a little bit before I headed out for my run.

It was kind of nice running errands early on a Sunday, both stores were empty. However, neither cashier was speedy. Guess you can't win them all.

On my way to Target, I saw a sight that has been haunting me all day. I absolutely cannot get it out of my head. We have a bypass that runs through the city. It's 6 lanes with speed limit of 60 (meaning 70 for most people). I was just zipping along and noticed lots of taillights ahead and people pulling over.

There was a poor dog in the road! It was a larger dog, about the size of a Lab. Not sure how the poor thing ended up there, but I did see a convertible pulled over. I don't know if it jumped out or what, but it was just sitting there curled up, obviously alert and terrified. I didn't stop, so many others already were, and I didn't think there was anything I could do to help. But all day I've wondered if they managed to get that poor baby before it got hit. Now I wish I would have stopped as well.

Running Miles
I headed out for my run around 10:45. It was right at 70 degrees, and getting windier. It wasn't as busy as I had expected, I guess I was too late for the early exercisers and too early for the church goers. For the most part, it was a really nice run, as long as I could stop thinking about that poor dog.

At points, however, the wind would gust and it felt like I was suddenly running in place. When it's windy like hat, I have a hard time judging how fast I am going. I tend to underestimate my speed and start trying to go faster. I really tried to pay more attention to my heart rate today, trying to keep it lower for a change.

When I started out, I was hoping for 9  miles, but was going to be ok with pretty much anything. I just wanted it to be enjoyable. I ended up making it for 9 miles. I loved having my larger water bottle, the handle was so soft and comfy, but I'm going to have to get used to the additional weight (my previous bottle was 10 oz, this one is 20 oz).

I got home and pulled out my yoga mat (per the norm) and stretched and used my TriggerPoint Therapy Kit for about 30 minutes. Then I decided to get out and wash my car. It was filthy after the recent storms we had.

Running Nowhere
Jason got home (he's been camping with his dad and brother) while I was finishing up washing the car. I was done running, no more errands, no more exercising, not even chores. Ok, so maybe some laundry. But I was done with all forms of running. We both got cleaned up and decided to hit a nice little Irish Pub that we really enjoy for a late lunch.

They have a really nice little patio, a great waitress that we love on Sundays (she's one of those that totally remembers what you like to order), and today seriously just begged for some patio time.

I had wanted to get some more yard work done. Instead I clipped some roses to bring indoors. Jason watered plants, and that's about the extent of yard work. No worries though. I'm not really sure what we'll end up doing for dinner. We might try to grill out for a lighter dinner. Right now I'm just going to enjoy having the hubs back home and the last bit of my weekend.