With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams...

Going to do a couple of easier weeks.  Really didn't feel like getting out of bed today, but I was glad I did.  Same old Monday story....

There is a good Mutts comic strip today in the newspapers.  It's title is:  I Hate Mondays Comix    By Sour Puss.   If you see it, you'll know how I feel.

Progressive Run.  Started at an 11:00 pace then 9:33, 9:17, 8:32, 7:45 (the last .62).   I felt like I was running so fast there at the end, and I wondered how people can run that fast (and faster) for 26 miles.  It just blows my mind.

Things felt pretty good, but I could tell stuff was still kind of recovering from Saturday's run.  That and all the good yummy treats I ate yesterday. 

Felt awake when I went out the door today, so I tried a tempo run. 

Avg pace 8:14.   (1) 9:05, (2) 8:23, (3) 8:15, (4) 8:09, (5) 8:16, (6) 8:06, (7) 7:25.

I think I could have kept up the 8:15-8:20 pace for a while longer, but I couldn't have kept up the 7:25.  I was really done at the end.  For a few seconds, I thought I might try to go for 7.2, but I was pooped and stopped short. 

There was a cat stalking a rabbit this morning.  I scared the rabbit away first, and the cat was still crouching behind the trash can, so when I got close to the trash can, I hissed at the cat and scared him away too.  Good times.

2 miles of bleachers and a little extra running from the car to the track.

Bleachers tonight.

recovery run

10:18 pace........nice

If you notice my only entry today is my sleep and nap time.  I realized when I hit the snooze button this morning that I'd messed with the clock and it probably wouldn't go off again....and I just didn't care.  I got some extra sleep I needed, and since this is one of my "easy" weeks, I'm not going to feel guilty about it. (I'm still trying to convince myself of this).

I had my chocolate oatmeal breakfast with blueberries this morning because my strawberries were gone.  It was great.  There was only one thing that could have made it better:  ice cream.  So at 6:20 I sent my child to school on the bus and went back in for a bowl of ice cream and a nap. 

I guess it's going to be one of those days.  Just relax, enjoy, and try to not feel too guilty about it.

slow today.  Avg pace was 9:23, but my effort was much more.  I couldn't figure out why I was so sluggish and running was so difficult.  Then around mile four, I remembered that I'd donated blood yesterday and I thought maybe that's why.

It almost felt like I was trying to run in SLC....just strange.  Maybe it was all the ice cream too......naaahhhh.

Still having trouble with my energy & focus level.  Is there some rule about how long it takes to recover from donating blood?  Maybe I should have waited to run...I'm just not sure.