Yesterday, I survived my first track workout post ankle sprain despite the heat/humidity and lovely aroma of manure! Freeman was fertilizing the football field so that was an added bonus. So refreshing. I wanted to puke before the workout even started. Not good.
Karen, of course, made it a tough work out but the Pro-K crew made it much better and kinda fun. (in a weird bryan-deal-kinda way) We did some 800s, descending by every 400, some relays and then a timed mile. The ankle felt OK but I didn't want to push it much. It felt great to be back out there and sweat like that even though I was pretty whiny before going. Ok I was A LOT whiny but I sucked it up anyway.
On Sunday, I did about 11 miles with Millie and Gertie and it was amazing. No ankle sprains or surprise dog attacks were involved this time. I finally felt normal running again. Running is truly my happy place. I can plug in the Ipod (don't judge me) and get in a zone and work out all my thoughts/concerns/worries. Not much makes me happier than waking up early(ish) on Sunday and running through RVA with M & G. There is no pressure, no one asking me questions no worrying about checking the Garmin. Just me and my tunes and sight of the girls' happy, wagging tails just makes me smile. Plus, any run that starts with 'baby got back' is going to be a good run!
Still working on teaching the dogs the importance of negative splits but they aren't catching on very well...
Also, new to this year is YOGA and more massages! I'm fortunate with my job that I am pretty much moving all day. I stretch a lot and don't spend much time sitting down. Last year, I cursed everyone who had a desk job. All I wanted to do at work last year was just sit down and rest my legs. This year, I'm embracing the fact that I'm up moving and getting used to being on my feet for 12+ hours a day.
After running Sunday, I did a yoga class with the very fit and talented yogi, Becka. It was amazing and I must make this a weekly routine. I'm also getting more frequent massages this year to keep the legs less tight and injury free. Between Becka, Randy-the-butt-man and Carole, my flexibility will improve damnit!
I also committed to going to the Wintergreen TortureFest at the end of July. This scares me, of course, because where there are hills and climbs, there are huge descents. By then, I hope to be even more comfortable on my bike. Lynn told me to put on my big girl panties (love her, she's awesome) and I intend to do just that. It gets on my nerves that I'm such a wuss about descending and it's kinda starting to piss me off. So I'm just going to suck it up and go for it.
I can't believe it has been almost an entire year since IMCDA. I remember it like it was yesterday and I can not wait until IMFL! Though judging by yesterday and the rest of the week, it's gonna be a long hot summer!