Quick update, because I’m tired and my bed is calling out to me.
Probably because sometimes you drink too much wine and go to bed too late only to be woken up by a baby at 4am. Oof. And you work full time, and parent an almost 4 month old, and don’t sleep enough. My bed, it needs me. It’s Sunday night and all I want is my bed.
Monday I ran. I did a 2.25 mile run on my treadmill. It went fine and I felt decent enough. It was a good run and I felt good after it.
Tuesday I did a 30 minute pedal mash on my bike trainer. I covered 10 miles in 33 minutes while watching It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Tuesdays are hard. Tuesdays might be the worst. I had to really talk myself into this one.
On Wednesday I ran again. But on Wednesday I had my second run that was RUINED by SPIDERS. SPIDERS!!! I can’t figure out why my basement is full of creepy, almost translucent looking spiders that seem to pour out of the ceiling, but it’s freaking my the eff out, you guys.
I was running some endurance intervals, I was huffing and puffin towards the end of my first 7 minute interval when the FIRST spider came down from the ceiling and dangled about three inches from my face. I screamed, tripped, smashed buttons on my watch, and managed to jump into the side tracks of my treadmill right as I was losing my footing and just barely avoided smashing my face into the moving belt. Pause the treadmill and watch, kill spider. Look around for more then tentatively get back on. Start belt again, look over, see another one on the wall. Hop off, kill second spider, look around, tentatively climb back on treadmill, AGAIN. Finish run successfully, though slighyl paranoid.
Hop in shower. Dead spider falls off my body. Commence freak out.
How the hell am I going to train, you guys??? I can’t run on my treadmill if I end up covered in spiders. Like, I really can’t. I don’t know what to do other then maybe lite my treadmill on fire at the point. Because I’m feeling too squeamish to run on it now. I need to go down there with a can of raid and flyswatter and just go on a military combat spider killing rampage. I don’t know. I just… uhhhhhh. I can’t.
Annnnd, that was it. I planned to run this weekend and had talked with a couple tri club friends about going together on Sunday, but it fell through and I didn’t have time before heading out to Syracuse for the day. And I also drank a bunch of wine and stayed up half the night. But I’m going to go with the “plans fell through” excuse here.
This week I’m planning to swap my ride and run dadys again because Tuesday is going to be 65 and sunny and I will run outside come hell or high water. I’ll pay for a babysitter for an hour if I have to. I may even take Ellie out in the BOB for the first time and attempt a stroller run. I don’t know yet. But I do know it’s going to be BEAUTIFUL out and I will run outside and not on that spider deathmill in my basement.
What was your best workout this week?