Where's the Beach?

Happy Friday Eve! It's been one of those sleepless weeks for me. The dogs are in control basically. Heath (who is blind for those who don't know), used to be terrified of knocking down a baby gate This meant we could simply prop it into place and they would stay put in the kitchen all night. Little man has gotten brave, with the exception of storms, and started busting out of the kitchen each night. That was fine, he didn't mess with the other gate leading up the stairs ... at first. Long story short, he makes his way up nightly now and Maddie has decided she wants to follow. It took her a while to get over the idea of stepping over the fallen gate. The problem is nails on hardwood is loud, Maddie roams and roots around looking for something to get into, eat and/or destroy, they get into tiffs when she makes him move out of his bed ... and it goes on and on. So, the dogs have taken over. And I'm wiped out, especially after getting up to run on top of the lack of s...

It's not uncommon for me to have a million things on my mind. Sometimes I can let that overwhelm me, other times I'm good about pushing some thoughts to the side to make room for others ;-) Sometimes you just need to get them off your chest though. So here it goes, my Thursday Thoughts. Sometimes Planning is Important (especially in marathon training) Wednesday I decided to do some dedicated speed work. I sort of decided mid-run, but that's another thought. I did 4 easier miles then began 400s. My plan was to do 6 of them at a 6:30 pace. After the 2nd one, I wanted to hurl. Like literally bending over trying not to barf. I quickly changed my strategy - 4 repeats would definitely suffice. After the 4th interval and a recovery, I insanely ran up the bridge (close to a quarter of a mile) to take a sunrise picture. Dedication to beauty or insanity, I'll let you be the judge of that. I was a little disheartened at my failed speedwork attempt to be honest. How cou...

Thursday Thoughts is very appropriate for the day. I feel like my thoughts are all over the place today. Well, this week really. I think that's apparent after yesterday's post . Thoughts on Running This morning I was up in plenty of time to go out for my scheduled 7-mile run. However, after recent incidents (like seeing a body, armed man, and falling), I've been really reluctant to run solo in the mornings. It's dark. The kind of dark that spooks you for no reason. The only hint of light is from the stars and moon, if it's clear, and street lamps. While there aren't often as many vagrants out on the streets at that time (they usually are out and about much later I've noticed), it's still a bit unsettling. I hate that I feel fearful, nervous, jumpy. I don't want to feel that way. I've gone through spells before where I felt suddenly fearful of running alone. Always wanting someone to run with me. Of course, when I do get out there and get ...