It is daunting to see on the calendar: 5-6 miles with hills
It's daunting the first mile as you find your pace. It's daunting as you hold steady through 3. And it's daunting as you crawl past 5.94 waiting for your Garmin to tick the extra .6 miles so you can be done (I can't cheat!). But once I'm done and the dog starts licking the sweat off my legs (can't deny the girl her love), I love that I'm able to scarf a spinach smoothie and a post-run snack without guilt.
Sometimes it's hard to get up early enough to beat the sun and the heat and still get ready for the day's responsibilities. That's what happened Tuesday. I meant to get up early, but failed. Miserably. Instead, the run was scoffed off until this weekend. I'm very partial to my sleep, and I only got 7 hours of sleep. That's not enough. This here blogger lives for 8-9 hours. I'm not joking. Maybe I'll have kids. Yes, I'll hire a nanny.
Instead, I'm preparing early. By saying good night super early.
So if you care to join me running...but in your neck of the woods, it'll be 7 miles tomorrow, 5 miles on Saturday (I'm switching the long run to tomorrow - because I feel like it), then maybe 3 miles on Sunday (to make up for Tuesday's).