Two times in three days...not bad for a reboot

Mrs. F and I were out again this morning.  My pace was still a bit slow (over 16mm), but this route had more long climbs, and one steep one, so I won't complain.  With today's 2.75 miles, that brings me to just a hair under seven (7) miles over the past three days.

My body still remembered Saturday's run as we began, and it seemed to take a very long time to find my slogging stride.  I didn't get that feeling of "everything's good" on this run, and I didn't feel like I was getting into a grove until at least a mile-and-a-half in, perhaps closer to two miles.  It was nice to be on a different route again, however--many visual distractions to keep my mind from focusing on its desire to go back home and crawl into bed.

There was a good, stiff wind this morning, and it was just cool enough to make me feel chilled as we began. We were going head-on into the wind after our first turn, so the wind and the hill opposed us.  Mrs. F has run the route before, so she knew what we were facing.  She told me that there was a "wicked" hill on our next segment, and I could soon see why she described it that way.  I took my eyes off the hill and looked down and around.  I admired the densely wooded lot on our left.  By the time I looked up again, I was well up on my climb, and I just needed to keep moving.

When we reached the intersection that marked where we'd turn back toward the house, I thought about continuing on.  Rather than risk pushing myself too far, however, I decided it was best for me to suffice with a bit less than three miles today.  That four-plus route can wait for another day.

I'm looking forward to weight-check on Friday.  In looking back on my chart (which I had to fill in with dummy numbers around those weights I had recorded in order for the graph to show up in Excel), I realize just how much I messed up over the past six months.  Instead of losing another 30 or more pounds, I had gained back ten (or more) and am only now back to where I was shortly after our secret plan was revealed.

At the same time, however, the prospect of the November Turkey Trot suddenly seemed less intimidating.  After all, I really could drop another 30 (or more) pounds between now and then, and I can only imagine that running will be easier when I weigh less.

Oh, well.  That's all for now.  I need to top off my bike tires so I can get back to riding, and I need to plan on running again on Wednesday.  For today and tomorrow, however, I need to put my nose to the grindstone, and crank out my final research paper.  I'm so looking forward to school being done.  Hurrah!