It's hard to believe that I am inside right now typing under this laptop! The temperatures are in the mid-60s today! Yeah, southwestern PA in November. It is awesome! I already did my 6.5 mile run this morning and then took my littlest in the jogger for an hour because I just couldn't make myself come inside!!
Later today, I have a P90x Kenpo workout to fit in but that shouldn't be a problem. I am excited to given that workout a try.
After Friday night's FAIL on all things workout-wise, I got back on track Saturday with a glorious early morning run before my oldest had to head off to work. It was nice and still and cool outside. I found myself in the zone immediately and was cruising along in no time. I found myself completely lost in my thoughts.
And then I realized I had stepped off the road and onto the soft shoulder. No problem. I often run on the softer ground just off the roadbed. Then it happened. My foot wanted to go one direction and my ankle disagreed.
Okay. I did say a couple words I am glad there was no one around to hear me say but I walked in circles deciding if I had done any REAL damage.
No. All is well. I continue on. No pain. No soreness. Fall right back into the wonderful runner's zone and in no time I am done with 3.5 miles. Yipee.
The rest of Saturday I cleaned the house and prepared for my middle one's play date with her friend. (when did they become play dates? does anyone just play anymore without all the fuss??) A washed out refrigerator, scrub bathroom, washed/folded laundry, cleaned kitchen later, the friend is here ready to play the day away.
I had planned another run during the afternoon with my niece and pacer extraordinaire. I was hoping for my favorite 6.5 mile loop with hills. As the afternoon progressed on and the girls played together so nicely I sat with my littlest to attempt to get him down for a nap while I baked cookies for the girls snack.
Littlest went down rather easily. Yeah! I got him to laid down in his crib and tip-toed out of his room and went into the kitchen to start baking.
Ouch! I must have stepped funny because my ankle hurt. (of course, I had forgotten all about twisting my ankle during the morning run!) I mixed and baked yummy chocolate chip cookies - I only ate one, promise. I went to call the girls in if they wanted to have warm cookies and again my ankle gave a holler.
The cookies were devoured and the littlest was awake again. I found myself sitting on the floor playing with him. Ouch! And this time, I couldn't ignore it. By this time I had remembered the early twistage and was wondered that I had actually injured myself. Ekkk!
After some frantic praying, icing and then warm up and gentle stretching the pain was gone but so was the entire afternoon and early evening. I counted myself lucky and chalked it up to a lesson learned. How quickly my plans could be changed!
I did get a second run with my niece however, we shortened it to 3.5 miles and then I did my P90x - Legs, Back and Abs. It has been a very good weekend after a difficult start on Friday evening.
So much for resting this weekend and getting a little extra sleep, but I think there is a hammock in the woods out back that is calling my name right now and as long as my littlest will let me, that is where I'll be.