Thursday's Run

Yesterday my left calf was tender like veal (pun intended!) and I wondered why. Running home yesterday I figured it out: I run in the street against traffic, since running on asphalt is like running on a puffy cloud of down comforters compared to running on concrete. Anyway, if a car is coming towards me, I step up onto the sidewalk, and I guess I always lead with my left foot. My tender veal calf let me know that I needed to switch legs occasionally. Maybe this is also why my left foot hurt on Tuesday.

The weather was glorious yesterday! I'm enjoying these evening runs until it's 100 degrees and the air quality is dangerous.

Thursday's distance=7

Tuesday Run

Yesterday I ran the new route again, this time aiming for all-out and gut-searing. I must have gotten every red light along Euclid and McLendon, but I still was 4 minutes faster than the same route last week. I was calmer, too, and didn't scream at any drivers, etc. Not that I could have. (See "gut-searing" above.) I skipped today to "recover" and "eat a lot at the U Joint." The weather is gorgeous, and all Sweet LJ and I want to do is sit outside and eat and drink. I shouldn't drag him down with me: I want to be outside eating and drinking. He just wants to sit outside.

Saturday Run

It was good and long, and I didn't have high hopes for it. It was raining Saturday morning, plus I just wasn't that into it, but I went out thinking I'd just do a few loops around my neighborhood.

I felt good and the rain slacked, so I kept going. I ended up doing one loop through the neighborhood and then my usual 9-mile route. I thought I'd finished at about 10 miles, but it really was about 9.5. But let's round up.

I ended feeling good and strong. At about 7 miles my left foot really hurt, but that faded. The weather helped--it was cool and cloudy the whole time.

Race Photo

Race photogs usually miss me--maybe because I put my number on my hip a lot? Anyway, I tried to be seen at the official photo thing near the finish of the ING Half, and it worked. And boy, it's not good! I look slightly crazy. Also, I look a little like Amelia Earhart. It's so bad, I only showed it to Sweet LJ and he agreed that I looked like a slightly crazy Amelia Earhart. I wish they'd take your picture at the beginning of the race but maybe they want to weed out the DNFs. On second thought, why would the photo company care whether you DNF?

Peachtree Anxiety

Again this year I forgot about the Peachtree Road Race application. I remembered 3 days after it was published (4 days if you count the Saturday early edition of the Sunday AJC). I sent in my app on March 20, I think. My check hasn't been cashed, but I haven't gotten it back in the mail, either. Cross your fingers.

Last July 4 was a good time, even without the race. Sweet LJ and I rode bikes and picked blackberries along the bike trail--enough for a cobbler. woot! foraging is fun! But the race is like being in a parade. And that's good fun.

Yesterday's Run

So, yesterday I ran from work to my car parked at the MARTA station where I'd left it that morning. About a month ago, I started doing this 1-2 evenings a week to get in more miles. The route I normally take is kind of boring with too much concrete, so I changed it up a little yesterday. The new route is more scenic and shady, but the roads are narrower with more cars parked on the street. I think I'll stick with it, though, especially due to the shade.

It's a nice way to get home from work, especially when I notice all the solo drivers, desperate to get home, cutting people off, blocking intersections, running red lights, not looking for pedestrians for cyclists.