Ah, the cautious optimism of that last post. I had just had a great running week but knew that one week could not be a trend on its own. The following week I only ran twice, and neither one was during the week! I could blame it on outside forces (Monday- rain, Tuesday- school, Wednesday, church, etc.), but there was time. I know it was there. I am not good at finding it when my pre-planned schedule goes to pot.
Last week was better than zero but still sub-par. I ran Monday, Thursday, and Saturday. Monday was speed work, with four speedy quarter-mile repeats. Thursday I ran with the bambino, and Saturday I did five miles in forty minutes, which is very fast for the distance for yours truly. Clearly, when I get into my running shoes and out the door, I run hard and am proud of the effort. But how do I get out of the door?
Take this week, for instance. Yesterday (Monday), I packed my running clothes in a very chic Target bag (as in, the whitish plastic one from the checkout- absolutely nothing fancy or lovely, just reusing) and took them to school. I had a school event at 6:00, but I figured it would be okay to run in between and show up slightly sweaty. It would not be the first time. Instead, I looked out the window at 3:50 as the students were leaving and said, "you know, it looks a little like rain. Better just stay in and grade." This wouldn't be so terribly bad, but instead of grading I played hearts on the computer. Sad.
Today I am home with little man, who has a bit of a fever. He napped for three hours this morning, and I napped for two. I never nap. Hopefully it will give me energy to go to the track tonight. There's rain in the forecast, but I also registered for a 5k this weekend. I may be lazy, but I am also cheap. If I paid money for a running event, I will at least try to put in a good effort.