I win … sort of.
After not running or biking since prior to going to Orlando because of my back, I figured I’d better get moving again because “official” marathon training begins in less than a month and I haven’t gotten myself up to a convincing 3 miles yet! So I figured I’d bike today to get my lungs used to burning again, I planned my route to the post office, desperately searched for my shorts, found a backpack to put my stuff in, searched a good solid 10 minutes for my iTouch, went out to my bike and … flat tires. Grr. So I searched in vain for bike tire pump, finally plugged in the Big Man compressor and just could NOT figure out how to make it put the air into the tires [yes, I had the nozzle on]. :-/
So. *sigh* I go back into the house and decide I will go the post office in my car and then go to the track and run. Search desperately for appropriate undergarments. Find. wriggle into. Change shoes, go to the post office, go to run. Left my water bottle on the kitchen table. Grr. Did I mention it was 92 degrees? Ran anyway. Only a mile, but I sweated, I panted, I was tired.
I didn’t let all the stuff get in my way. I’m proud. I’m going to try again tomorrow. Tomorrow my legs will complain like it was a marathon. 4 Months, 2 weeks, 3 days until the marathon. This is gonna get ugly.
…raylene
