Shortly after my incredible run on Saturday and the intense workout with Trainer on Friday, my body threw in the white towel. I was walking like a cowboy most of the weekend. Oh, but it was a good sore.
Coach (who is a running coach, not a multisport coach) has given me Sunday, Monday, and Friday for "cross-training" on my journey to the half-marathon in October. My body was crying "Uncle!" so I decided that swimming was a good choice for Sunday.
There were all kinds of good things about the swim. I shared a lane with someone who didn't clonk me on the head every time we passed in the lane. My finger is now well enough to swim with a normal pull. I swam my planned 1000 yd workout, then threw in an extra 200 for kicks. Swimming and the hot tub afterwards seemed to work out a lot of the muscle soreness that I was experiencing. I just love swimming.
After the swim, I got to thinking. Running makes me happy. Swimming makes me happy. Cycling...not so much. I have no events on my calendar for August. I'm focussing on half-marathon training and need to get my mileage up. I have a sprint triathlon scheduled (no refunds) in September and the final Splash-n-Dash is scheduled for the week afterwards. How cool would it be if I could find someone to do the bike portion of the Patriot Sprint with me as a team? Then I could essentially have two splash-n-dash events back-to-back in September and be liberated from the need to get back on my bike. Problem is, haven't found anyone local that's willing to do this with me so I may be stuck doing this as an individual. But a girl can dream...
I'm continuing to make progress with my weight. Now that I'm seeing results, both from the scale and with the way clothes are fitting, it's getting easier to resist tempation. For example, yesterday I was jonesing for baskin robbins two-scoop ice cream sundae with chocolate & peanut butter ice cream and peanut butter sauce. Looked up the calories in said sundae. Yikes! That's a whole days worth of calories in one little bit of yumminess. Didn't want it that much. Compromised with myself and made some vanilla pudding. Then served it up parfait style with fresh sliced strawberries and bananas. Still yummy, but much more reasonable than the sundae.
The scale has been pleased with my decisions. This morning's weigh in shows me down another pound and a half. That's 3.5 total. Yesssss!!
Well, I'm off to the gym for an upper body workout. Then it's back to the rat race. Happy Monday - how's that for an oxymoron?!?!? LOL