Sunday Sweats 82: 17 Weeks Out
Monday: studio yoga class (75 minutes); 1 class taught
Hit the ground running with Kelly's class and then taught right after. I wanted to literally hit the ground running today, thinking I would have been up at 6:30 to take David to his train, but there was an alarm clock mishap. I accidentally took an afternoon nap that cut way into scheduled work time so I couldn't really steal away for evening miles. Also, I was being lazy and I need to own up to it, so there that is.
Tuesday: 3.16 mile run (9:36 pace); 1 class taught
It was another sub day, and I taught Kelly and her current group of teacher trainees in this class today. Another fellow teacher and friend joined as well, and I love teaching teachers. Their feedback always feels much more educated and purposeful—though of course I never mind the "great class!" shouts from non-teachers too ;)
In running news...halle-freaking-lujah. I *need* to stop thinking of my best self when I think of me running, because my real self is not getting up at 6:30 a.m. if she doesn't have to, and she's not going to do it later when she comes back from class and it's after 9 p.m., etc. My real self had to go running in the middle of the afternoon today, and finally she didn't make an excuse. Or rather, she did, but she ignored them. I struggled a tad, which is to be expected given my (lack of) volume lately, but it was a beautiful day and I felt good running—for the most part.
Wednesday: active rest; 2 classes taught
Man, it's just really hard when the only hours you can actually run are between the sun and the sun on fire, and after getting home from teaching hot yoga at nearly 10 p.m. (by which time I'm usually famished). I typically wake up in the city Wednesday mornings and high-tail it to the bus, so that's out—although I do get a good 20 minutes of brisk walking in because I'm always thisclose to missing the bus.
Thursday: 2.06 mile run (9:22 pace); 2 classes taught
I waited a little too long and could only squeeze in 2 miles before my night class, but at least I ran. Nothing notable about this run (except that, ya know, it's July and it was hot as hell at 6:30 p.m.) which is good—means there was nothing awful to report.
Friday: studio yoga class (75 minutes)
Donna subbed a morning class again so I hopped over to the studio to start my Friday in the best way possible. (And then I ate a giant donut, because balance.)
Saturday: active rest
Along with the rest of New York City, David and I tried to escape the heat with a visit to the Natural History Museum today. And then because we're crazy, we walked 40-ish blocks home in the midday sun. (We had had a big lunch.) Ended the day with nearly 20,000 steps according to the Fitbit, so it was definitely an active day.
Sunday: rest; 1 class taught
In an ideal world, I would have kept my scheduled run this evening. In the real world, David and I spend the afternoon with both of our mothers and ended up in south Jersey hours longer than we intended, and then sat in 2+ hours of traffic on the way home. Sigh.
Running: 5.22 miles
Yoga: 150 minutes
Classes Taught: 7