Last night I totally ate crap. I mentioned at the end of my last post that Chad was making some yummy-smelling pork for dinner. He did. Just not for me. It’s not his fault…for the longest time I always ate something different than they did on the weekends, so he is not used to including me in the dinner plans.
So I was sort of at loose ends at dinner time. I ended up eating about a million reduced fat Wheat Thins with laughing cow cheese wedges and turkey pepperoni. No vegetables in sight. Then I ate a bunch of Reese’s peanut butter chips, dark chocolate chips, peanuts, whatever I could find. Then I ate no-sugar-added chocolate ice cream with lite cool whip on top.
I felt totally ill this morning. But I had my two cups of coffee and then walked the boys to school. Mack wore his hip leash on the way to school, all ready to give his presentation to his gifted class today.
When I got home from walking the boys to school I just didn’t feel like eating breakfast. I still felt full from last night and a little sick. I was starting to try to talk myself out of running today. Rationalizations were aplenty. I have so much cleaning I need to do. My hip sort of hurts. One day skipped won’t matter.
I knew that the only way to deal with these thoughts was to just keep moving forward despite what I was thinking. Still trying to talk myself out of it, I put on my running clothes, new running shoes, hat, etc. Got my water/SOBE together, queued up my Garmin and music and hit the road.
I ended up running five miles and it was the best run I have had in a while. I went from my house, down Overlook and over the St. Raphael’s bridge.
Then on through Snell Isle to the Coffee Pot Bayou bridge (the same bridge I ended at on that run last Wednesday, but from the other direction).
I felt great. Leaving the house at 9:00 a.m. before breakfast, rather than at 10:00 a.m. after breakfast, made such a difference. I was kind of worried about my new shoes after my last run was so difficult and slow, but my new shoes felt great today.
As I was on the way back towards my house, listening to a Fat2Fit Radio podcast, I suddenly felt something on my leg and looked down. It was a big white pit bull running along side of me! I jumped about a foot in the air and then stopped and pulled my earbuds out. The dog just looked at me and when I started to move forward again it moved with me. So I yelled at it to “Go Home!” in my most authoritative voice and it did this:
Obviously it was a sweet girl and just wanted to run with me. She did stay and sadly watched me run off. I felt bad and hope that she didn’t get hit by a car.
Anyway, this was just a really great run and it makes me realize that I need to find a way to run early in the morning (but after sunrise). I don’t know how. All my gym classes are at 10:00 and I don’t get home from walking the kids to school until 8:30. Not enough time in between to run and eat breakfast. Plus, I don’t think I would be up for a gym class after running which pretty much depletes me for a while. I just don’t know. But today was great. The stats are on my “Still Running” page.
After I got home from the run and showered I had my third cup of coffee. By this point it was almost 11:00 and I still didn’t really feel like eating. So I just skipped breakfast all together which I almost never do.
Instead of breakfast, I folded four loads of laundry while watching America’s Next Top Model. I always have multiple loads to fold. I never seem to be able to do a load from start to finish in one day. I just hate how laundry has so many steps. Sort, wash, flip, dry, remove, hang, fold, put away. It’s just too much!
After I finished folding I made my huge lunch salad and watched the end of ANTM while I ate it. As fascinating as I know it must be to see pictures of my oatmeal and salads day after day I am totally sick of photographing them. So I didn’t today.
After eating lunch and doing some more cleaning odds and ends I decided to check out one more bike shop on 4th Street (there are actually at least 4, maybe 5…strange but wonderful) before picking the kids up at school. I went to the Trek store.
This store was like the mecca of bike stores…so nice inside. A woman helped me and she was super nice. I knew what I wanted to see: the FX7.2.
It was fabulous. It felt so sturdy and comfortable. It felt like it fit me perfectly. Now I am so glad that I decided to check it out. I think I’m in love with it.
Now I have test-ridden five different bikes. I think that is a good number to base an informed decision upon, right?
Now I just have to wait until Mother’s Day to see if I’m worth it.