My running partners-in-crime: Sandman and Bella

My running partners-in-crime: Sandman and Bella
My dogs with their running backpacks on. They carry their own er, sanitary bags, my keys, cell phone, and light ankle weights to keep them nice and submissive (courtesy of the Dog Whisperer). In warmer weather, they take our water too.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Going both ways

Distance:  9 miles

Run / Walk Interval (in minutes): 4 / 1

Weather:  41 degrees, very light drizzle

Course / Dogs: PATH outside my house; WITH dogs for 5 miles; last 4 miles on treadmill at LA Fitness

Nutrition / Hydration:  Apple and 2 fruit & nut muffins for breakfast; Gu and water after 5 miles, water on treadmill

Notes on the Run:

I stepped out the door and knew it was not going to be a great run. It was nothing I could put my finger on; perhaps it was fatigue or the return of cloudy, cold weather. Regardless, I found myself wondering what the hell was wrong with me for having thought it was a good idea to run a marathon.

Once again, I underestimated the cold weather and had to turn around after 1 block, this time to get a windbreaker and more kleenex. After setting off my security alarm when I came back in the house (had mistakenly set it to the maximum setting), we were off for the second time.

The run went relatively smoothly, and Sandman started to get tired around 4 miles, so we headed back home at about 5 miles. Though once home and after some Gu and water, Sandman noticed his gear was off and Bella’s and mine were still on. He acted ready to go back out so I decided to re-load him up, but take out the ankle weights in their backpacks and see how far he could comfortably go.

At this point, I’d been indoors enough to feel that I was wet with sweat yet still cold. I had no sooner turned on the alarm to go out again when the garage door came up, Tarrus had returned. He thought I was just on my way out and mentioned wanting to go to the gym, and a light bulb turned on—I was finishing my run there. Stepping out in my cold clothes after having warmed up proved a huge de-motivator for me! So I changed my sports bra and shirt, and we were off to the gym. The last 4 miles was great indoors, not to mention the fact that I had about a half hour break.

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