Is it Thursday Already??

I can't believe it's Thursday already! So many things have been happening, I haven't had the time to blog. But I will start with Monday and work my way forward.

Monday: Since we had the race on Sunday, it was an off day training wise. When I threw the question out to my family if anything great has been happening, my teenager just piped up that she was grounded all day, like there's anything new with that right? This was a payroll week so I had to get payroll information for both facilities together. Typical of a payroll week. Two of my daughters had friends sleepover so it was kind of chaotic, but fun.

Tuesday: Open water swim and bike. We went to Robious landing and decided to swim from the boat dock to the horizon (or so it seemed). Brad gets in and this little boy and his mom are standing on the dock. As I am fiddling with my swim cap the woman asks me, Is that gray water snake still around? Uhm, yeah, like okay, now I really want to go in the water teeming with life. Brad says to dive shallow because of the fallen tree, which I think, if I were a snake is exactly where I'd want to live. He's trying to convince me they only stay near the shore, which I highly doubt, but I guess I need to get in or go back to the car. It's the proverbial poop or get off the pot situation. I jump in, which I guess means I took the first of the two choices, and that is another reason I hate swimming in the James. I think of all the "stuff" that might be floating around not dissimilar to a rice krispy floating in a bowl of milk, my husband is right, I think toooo much when I am in the water. So anyway, we're off, there goes Sparky. I am keeping pace with Brad and oh so proud of myself until he says, I'm going slow for your sake. I will keep checking on you. Talk about taking the wind out of my sails! I felt kind of badly for him, he had to keep stopping. I kept going. No wait, I feel badly for me! He got to take breaks, I kept plowing through! After 40 minutes of swimming we get out, dry off and head for the bikes.

We decided to do the Winterfield route that is the bike route for the ACAC tri. It's funny, even with the awful hills and everything, it was waaaaayyyyy easier then the tri last year for sure. I didn't even use my little ring, which finally worked when I was fiddling with my gears before we started really getting serious. The ride went great, and that's all I have to say about that.

Wednesday:
It is my third daughter's birthday! Whooppee, she's 9 now. It was official by 1:30 in the afternoon. Our whole day revolved around making cakes, friends being over, planning a small slumber soiree for her and getting the date nailed down. That will be on Saturday. I am waiting with baited breath! I did get up early this AM to get the girls to tri camp swimming for 7:30. I spoke with a very nice tri camp mom, Elizabeth, so it was a morning that was relaxing and enjoyable. I did a post office run and dealt with the most hysterical postal employee. I was trying to send something a certain way, but it was cheaper if I put it in a bigger envelope, and then she said she could get fired for telling me that. Then she quips, "now you know why we go postal..." hahahaha! A postal employee with a sense of humor, I like that.

Thursday:
We are still in the throes of Thursday so I might need to repost here after awhile, but I took the girls to tri camp today, it was biking. I decide to hit the trails and run while the girls bike. Sounds like a plan, well while I am running this loop I invented in my head I come across a cop car. No big deal, I do the loop again there's two cop cars now, hmmmmm, somethings gotta be up. One more loop and wham, there's a third car. Now the hair on my neck is standing up. Something is definitely going on, they have to be looking for someone right? I run to where they're mountain biking, all is good, loop around and run right into three cops. Natural reaction, a hold ever from the younger days, is I stop dead in my tracks and think about booking the other way. But no, I say to myself, I'll look guilty. What if some woman dressed in green, did I mention my running outfit today is all green, did something wrong, they'll hunt me down like an animal. So after my hesistation, and their glares, I run past them and start my cool down. Why did I feel like I did something wrong? Just the look they gave me, I felt so guilty for what, running as lousy as I do? "Stop right there ma'am, were going to have to write you a citation". "But officer what did I do wrong??" "It's your running ma'am, we're going to have to ask you to cease and desist or you'll have to come with me." I think too much when I run too I guess.

When I get home, my husband says, who's going to do my mile repeats with me? Why me of course! How does one get to Carnegie Hall? How does one get to the Iron Man some day? Practice, practice, practice....

So off we go to SCMS to run on the track there. I have a cooler with G2 in it and a couple of water bottles. Brad asks if I'm ready to start, am I ever? Okay, let's go. I start running, I feel good. It's New Dehli hot out there today too. Lap 1, oooh, I'm running this in 1 1/2 minutes. Lap 2, I did the same, whoa baby, I am flying! Lap 3 I slow down some. I did that one in 2 minutes and 25 seconds, last one was 2 minutes 25 seconds again. I did a mile in 7.5 minutes. Legendary for me! I was so excited! I did run for 40 minutes this morning, and the fact that I could come home and run a mile in 7.5 minutes, I am amazed I could do it. There were supposed to be 4 that we did, but the heat was too much for me. I did do another one, not in that awesome pace, but I did it in 8.5 minutes. That one made me pretty weak and shaky. I thought it would be in my best interest to stop. I kept reminding myself that it was 95 degrees outside and that I ran 40 minutes this morning and I ran that pretty hard. I would do 9 minutes at an uncomfortable pace and slow down for a few minutes, then do it again. that track workout was some of my best running yet. Maybe those police officers in my head won't cite me after all....