Sunday Sweats 86: 13 Weeks Out
Kelly's away this week so I subbed her morning class that I usually take, and stuck around the studio to take the noon one-hour class, which was being subbed by my forever teacher Donna. With the heat as bad as it's been lately and the sun streaming in the big studio windows, it's truly a miracle I didn't completely melt into a puddle right there on the floor.
Tuesday: 3.05 mile run (9:38 pace)
After a few foiled attempts (thanks mostly to my contempt for morning running and miserable heat) I finally got my city miles in. David joined me on my bounce-back 3-miler through Hell's Kitchen and a bit of Central Park. It was still 85* and terribly humid when we set out after 7 p.m., and dodging tourists and commuters and diners and taxis added additional challenge. But running with David and thousands of people kept me accountable and stopped me from stopping a few times I wanted to. And not because I needed to, but because I wasn't running efficiently. So for this being my first run in a week and a half and my unofficial start to training, I'm actually really happy with it. I was winded upon finishing but felt strong, capable, and full of hope for the next 13 weeks. What more could you ask for from a Tuesday night?
Wednesday: active rest; 2 classes taught
The schedule originally called for 3 classes taught today, but the a.m. class at the "other" studio was cancelled so I just subbed one in the afternoon and had my regular Wednesday night. Combined with a few miles walked to/from the bus stops home from the city and my surprisingly sore legs after yesterday, I think that's good for today.
Thursday: studio yoga class (75 minutes); 2 classes taught
I started the day with a really special teaching experience, and wrapped up teaching my usual night class. It was fun because I had a few teacher friends in there and some newcomers in addition to my usual yogis. My good friend subbed the class immediately before mine, and scheduling never allows me to take her regular class, so I was happy to practice under her instruction before teaching. Awesome yoga day. So freakin' dehydrated (all classes were hot).
Friday: studio yoga class (75 minutes); 3.15 mile run (9:51 pace)
This morning I took class with a teacher at my studio I've never met before. The class was challenging but a really big departure from the style I typically practice. I've had that happen before and it be a really good thing, but today it was just so-so. It's weird, because I liked the instructor and LOVED some of the elements she infused, but overall really didn't like the class. At least I got a serious sweat on though, and now my arms are dead, dead, dead.
Today was the return of Friday night running. Last year during marathon training I realized how much I love starting my weekend this way, and I'll likely continue through this fall scheduling my long runs for Fridays once the plan kicks in. I felt like I ran these miles a lot faster, and was kind of surprised when one and two clocked in just over 10 minutes each, but I got all that time back in the last mile. Happy miles through and through.
Saturday: active rest
Sunday: 3.1 mile run (9:37 pace); 1 class taught
Me this morning: "What sort of adventure shall we have today?" Me at 3 p.m.: "Wow, that was an unexpected two-hour nap." And so went most of the afternoon, and then the rain came, and my laziness would have taken over and let me stay inside but thankfully David pushed me out the door. It was drizzling when we started but full-on raining by halfway through, which thankfully I love to run in (once I'm already out there, at least). I'm so glad I broke that mental barrier and finally got myself a third run this week!
Running: 9.3 miles / 3 runs
Yoga: 210 minutes / 3 classes
Classes taught: 6