Monday: rest day
Tuesday: rest day
Wednesday: 4.3 miles (11:30 average pace)
Thursday: rest day
Friday: rest day
Saturday: rest day
Sunday: 6.4 miles (11:19 average pace)

This week did not go as planned.

I took my normal rest day on Monday. As I mentioned at the end of last week’s post, Jonathan’s car battery had died, so instead of running on Tuesday, I ended up driving him to the car dealership to pick up his fixed vehicle and then gorging on cheese dip and fajitas at SATCO. Yep.

I did make it out to the East Nasty run on Wednesday. I ran with some new people (or really I was stalking behind them for the first half of the run until I finally said something) because they were doing a nice steady pace and it was easy to just follow along.

On Thursday, we ended up going downtown to briefly check out some of the NHL All Star stuff before the crowds got there on the weekend. And I didn’t run on Friday either.

We had good intentions to get up on Saturday to do our long run before heading downtown for the All Star festivities, but neither of us slept well Friday night, so we chose to turn off the alarm and get some more sleep.

So I didn’t get out again until Sunday and was wanting to get between 7-8 miles.

It. Was. Miserable.

I don’t know if it was all the walking the day before or what, but I was ready to call it quits after mile two. I walked so much, which I haven’t really done lately. I was blaming it on everything. I was hungry. It was hot. I was dehydrated. It was windy. It was all I could do to make it to 6.4, just shy of my seven mile goal.

I’m starting to not expect much from the 15k in a couple weeks.