Enough about that. My runs have been almost too perfect this week. That is, until I came down with a fever and had to sit one day out. It was completely fine because I probably needed to ease up for a day. After two injuries this year, I have become little Miss. Conservative Kate. I still can't stand Sarah Palin (unlike my mother) but I now follow the "rules" of running. That 10% rule has been keeping me from doing too much, too soon. I hate rules and I've always been known to be a rule breaker (or bender) but "better safe than sorry" is my new motto. I WILL make it to the starting line of the Surf City Marathon injury-free. So far, so good. I have 18 miles to run tomorrow and I don't want to jinx myself now.
Sticking with my new conservative plan, I hit the spin bike today at the gym. This has to be my absolute least favorite method of exercise. I would rather do jumping jacks for an hour than get on that damn bike but I know it's good for me. It's low-impact, yada yada yada. It's actually not too bad if I bring the Mac and watch old episodes of The L Word. I try to make the best out of a workout I can't stand.
Oh, how I miss my pretend TV lesbian friends!
That's my handy dandy set-up. I high-jack the spin room and set up my little station like so. It definitely helps to pass the time when you can watch whatever you please.
This morning I received a few text messages with photos of the first snowfall from my family. In response I sent a picture of myself sitting outside in a tank-top and shorts before hitting the gym. I know, I'm such a brat. I'll have to suck it up next Friday when I go back for a visit. It will be well worth the snow and cold when I meet my brand new niece, Sophia. She'll only be one day old when I step off the plane.
I send pictures like this when it's 10 below in Chicago...
Ahh ~ How I love our pool.
I hope everyone is having a fabulous weekend. Good luck to those running the RNR Las Vegas Marathon! Knock 'em dead. If it doesn't go well, there's always nutmeg.