The last day of my recovery week. I went to the gym with my husband. It was crowded but all the members were into their exercise. I ran 4.59 miles and felt good. So my little “recovery” week is over with a total of 32.32 miles. 14%(5.23 miles) less than the previous week. Mileage wise, it’s like I had a full day off but considering the fact that I slowed down the average speed, the ‘resting effect’ would be a little bit more. My husband walked 3.43 miles. Since I finished my run before he did, I watched him exercising. He was so focused and walking in rhythm. He is doing good. One day we will run the race together.
In the afternoon, we all had a nap together. Two humans and two corgis. Jeter and Cappy are still in resting mode. They love to have both of us with them. I love this kind of relaxing Saturday.
The 6th day of my recovery week. I needed to go downtown with my husband this morning so I decided to get my run for today done first. I went to the gym and ran 4.58 miles. Since I didn’t have much time, I ran faster than yesterday and it felt good. The same Clucking Chuck was there again but even he couldn’t ruin my mood.
My corgis went to Doggy Dojo – their doggie daycare center this morning and played with their furry friends all day. They came back home, ate their dinner, and fell asleep happily:)
Daddy's foot is always the best pillow for Cappy
Jeter sleeps with his buddy "Bucky the Beaver"
The 5th day of my recovery week. Thursday morning run is always hard. I didn’t sleep much. I thought about sleeping some more after I took my husband to the CTA station and going to the trail in the afternoon. But it took more time than going to the gym and I didn’t feel like driving to the trail. So I went to the gym. It was crowded and there were inconsiderate chatty members again. Typical gym day these days. I ran 4.78 miles. I know I’m having a recovery week. I just ran easily. I’m kind of getting tired of the recovery week. Running less makes me cranky even though I didn’t decrease my daily mileage that much. Maybe it’s just psychological. Anyway I’m not thrilled about it. It feels like I’m losing the endurance I have been building. Just 2 more days …. and let’s see how I will feel my 13th week.
Tomorrow will be a busy day. I need to go to bed early tonight.
The 4th day of my recovery week. I went to the gym early with my husband. There are good things about going to the gym early. I can finish my run for the day and have a whole day for other things. I don’t need to feel guilty for leaving my dogs in their crates while I go to the gym since they are still sleeping at 5 am. But there are some not so good things too. Of course you need to get up early. I’m not a morning person so it is always hard for my husband to drag me out of the bed:-) And one really bad thing about going to the gym early in the morning is if there is something/someone at the gym that bothers you, that means you start your day with being upset or frustrated. Just like today.
When you think about people going to the gym at 5:30am, you expect to see someone who makes a commitment to exercise. But at our gym, there are members who come to the gym that early just to chat endlessly and loudly. One woman, who comes every morning, is especially bad. What she does at the gym is talk, talk, and talk. She also uses her arms and hands while talking. She exercises only less than 10 minutes with the lowest intensity and after that she spend more than 20 minutes to keep talking. She was at the gym today again. Annoying as hell again. And which made things worse was there were more chatty people today. It was like a National Chatty Wednesday. Chatty Cathys and Clucking Chucks everywhere. The worst one was an old man next to my husband. He was walking slowly and once another guy he knew came next to him, he stopped exercising. He stayed on the treadmill and talked so loudly – almost yelling – for bloody 40 minutes! Ugh!! On my right side, two women on stationary bikes were talking to each other loudly and some other guys in front of us were chatty chatty, too. I had my iPod on but could still hear them. I was so annoyed. I really wanted to yell at their ears “Shut up and do your exercise! Or go home!” My husband was bothered by them, too. I wish I were a witch and could cast silence spells on them. Seriously.
I ran 4.51 miles though. Running while being frustrated was hard. I run to be happy. But that was not the case. Today I needed to clean lots of toxic waste I got from the gym from my mind. My husband walked 3.43 miles. Hopefully I will have a better day tomorrow.
The third day of my recovery week. It was a beautiful morning. It was sunny and the temperature was above 50 degrees. So I went to the forest preserve trail to run instead of going to the gym. It was colder than I thought because of a strong wind. I was glad I grabbed my fleece hat before I headed to the car. I put it on to cover my ears and started to run. There were many people out to enjoy this unusual January weather. Some of them were even wearing shorts. The high temperature today was 57 but this morning the temperature wasn’t there yet and to me it was still too cold to wear shorts. I forgot to bring my running gloves and I missed them.
I ran 4.7 miles. Unlike many of my DailyMile friends, I found running on a treadmill is easier than running outside on the road. Today was not an exception. But I started to break a sweat after 1 mile and enjoyed running outside. There were some spots covered with snow/slush and ice. There were puddles, too. I needed to find drier spots to pass because my shoes(Nike Free Run+2) are so light and comfortable but they are really easy to get wet. Anyway, I got plenty of vitamin D today. I thought about going out to run in the afternoon when the temperature goes up more but going out in the morning was the right decision because it got cloudy.
I checked my monthly mileage when I came back home. I ran a total of 160 miles in January. Not bad. Not bad at all:)
The second day of my recovery week. I ran 4.55 miles today. It still feels strange to run less but I kind of enjoyed my easy run until a woman hopped onto the treadmill next to me. Oh my word.. she smelled like a giant raw onion. For the rest of my run, the only thing I did was try to figure out what kind of food you can eat in the morning with tons of raw onions. I learned today the smell of strong raw onion can be as bad as BO or strong perfume. I put her on my gym black list.
Even though there are some members I want to avoid to be near and I need to work on wiping and sanitizing, I still don’t mind going to the gym. Sometimes you can get motivated by watching all kinds of people exercising. Today after I finished my easy run, I watched the class for awhile. One thing I want to try after completing my 100 day project is the group exercise. There are only a few classes that my gym offers, but still I can try. I have been um…a lone wolf, when it comes to exercise at the gym and I feel a little bit awkward just by imagining myself in the group class 🙂
It is the first day of my 12th week and it is also the first day of my recovery week. To follow my plan – running 10 to 20 percent less – I ran 4.61 miles. It felt a little bit strange. It felt like I didn’t do enough. But I should remember this is for a strong finish of my 100 day project. My legs worked hard for 11 weeks. They deserve to have a recovery week. My husband walked 3.37 miles. He is doing good. A little by little, he is improving his walking.
Last night we shared two cupcakes – a red velvet and a peach cobbler. They were so good. We had a red velvet cupcake before so we knew it wouldn’t disappoint us. But it was the first time we tried a peach cobbler. I was so glad we got that one. It was light yet flavorful. Its frosting was fluffy. It was just so right. Tonight we will have the other two cupcakes which are left. I like these cupcakes:)