The sound of the alarm clock at 5:30 this morning really pissed me off. "This sucks," I muttered.
Why don't you do your workouts at night?" Scouter helpfully suggested.
"I wish I could, but it's too hot and I don't like to leave again after being away from the kids all day." It really doesn't work, unfortunately. Especially this week with thunderstorm warnings every afternoon.
So I dragged my butt out the door to meet a group of TriGirls and Richard. I blasted the radio on the way, especially Nickleback's "Rock Star." We had a good group which picked up my mood slightly.
We took off a little after 6 a.m. and traffic was surprisingly heavy for that time of day. I've done this route before at the same time without nearly as many cars and trucks. I'm wondering which ride was the anomoly.
Richard, Kathryn and I stuck together for the first 12 mile loop, then she stopped cycling to run. We averaged 18.5 mph. Uh-oh. No reverse split today... or so I thought. Richard and I actually averaged 18.7 for the second loop for an overall average of 18.6 mph (I'm really good at that higher math). Very cool.
Richard took off for work and I got started on my run - 3 miles, 9:16 average pace per mile. I cranked some tunes on my iPod and some endorphins kicked in to improve my mood a little more.
I headed to the Y showers thinking the day wasn't so bad after all. I got to work out for two hours before even going to work! Then I realized that I had forgotten to pack my bra. There are some things I can go without, but that is not one of them - especially in conjunction with my white shirt. Aaaahhhh! An unplanned trip back home took an extra half hour that I didn't have and returned my cranky mood.
Next on the agenda was a follow up visit to Dr. Stadler so she could check on my finger. The good news - the break has healed cleanly. The bad news - I have very limited mobility in the joint and a lot of pain from all the blood under the nail. She is sending me to a hand specialist for exercises and consultation. The nail may have to be removed to relieve the pressure. Yikes! I'll find out more tomorrow.
All of this happened before 10 a.m., which is when I finally rolled into work. I'm sure everyone there thinks I'm a big slacker and I wanted to announce that I'd already been up for 4 1/2 hours.
Some days, it just pays to stay in bed.
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6 comments:
Sounds like a wonderful workout! It is kind of funny, though, the things you end up forgetting when you live your life out of a gym bag!
Hardest thing in the world to get up at 5:30. I've forgotten everything from belts to socks but not underwear! Of course, a little different for men...
See you soon.
Ha! One of those days! I got to work and I had forgotten 1) Cell phone; 2) Watch; 3) Wallet. At least I didn't have to go back for mine. :-)
it was great to see you out there! maybe one day i'll be riding at 18mph... :)
great work out hot mama!
and yes this is not 1962, please wear a bra. we appreciate it haha. i admit, thoguh, i too have forgotten that small yet importan article in the gym bag more than once. the thigns we go though.
Hi D!
How are ya? I love your posts - I can always relate to them. :)
SQ
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