I didn’t run on the weekend. I ran on Thursday night so that Will could get a long ride in on Saturday morning (he’s riding in the MS 150 for my mom – donate to him here). On Saturday night, we went to Atlantic City for the Aerosmith concert, so by Sunday morning I was dehydrated, full of crap boardwalk food, and my back ached from sleeping in a bed other than my own. So, I skipped it. I shouldn’t have, but I did.
Fast forward to last night. After work, we ran out to dinner (nothing fancy or even long sit-down, just Panera, which I’ve been obsessed with recently) and then we headed out to select paint colors for the renovations we’re making to the house. We were back home by 7:30 and I was out the door by 7:45 for a run. Unfortunately, it was still humid, and I was tired from all of the in-the-car-out-of-the-car that we were doing that evening. So, I got in a half-hour pitiful run, and gave in. Thankfully, we’ve got a 3-day weekend coming up, so I have a good chance of getting in at least one good run.
I’m at a point now where I think I need to sign up for another race. I’ve said it before, but now I’m really trying to find one. I’m probably going to do another 5k, so if anyone is interested in joining me, drop me an email or leave me a note in the comments section. I’d love to have company!