It’s been a long time since I wrote one of these posts. Here we go!
These are pretty much all morning workouts. Success!
Now that I’m back in the running game, I’ve signed up for a few races to close out 2015. I asked Raechel (my physical therapist) if I could run a half marathon in December. She said no. It’s really nice to have someone smarter than me to make these decisions.
I’m going to keep slowly building a base and hopefully run a longer race some time early next year.
Based on that plan, I signed up for a bunch of shorter races to close out 2015. Wanna talk about it? Wanna run them with me?
Check ’em out:
I spent most of Saturday horizontal on the couch nursing a cold. Sunday morning, amped on Mucinex, I took my bike (and Matthew) to Central Park to ride two loops of the park for the first time ever. The maximum I’d ever conquered in the park before is one loop.
It’s a strange activity for someone who spent most of the weekend trying to take it easy. But I’m training for something. What? Yup! I haven’t mentioned it here because I’m a little intimidated by it.
This past Saturday, I ran in my first race in nearly a year. (Technically I participated a Turkey Trot with my family last Thanksgiving, but I didn’t race it.)
Five friends signed up for the Hamptons Half Marathon and I registered for the accompanying 5K. Two lovely ladies joined us for the weekend and came out to cheer, so our group made eight in East Hampton.
To prepare for my 24-minute running adventure, I carb-loaded. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t necessary but I’m a born-again runner and I’m relearning the rules.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve started to run again. Like outside. On the ground. Not on a special space machine. I’m pretty appreciative of this development.