Not an hour and 15 minutes of running...an hour and 15 minutes until my husband's plane is supposed to land and he'll be home. I can't wait! It was really just a short trip, but I missed him so much! We spend so much time together, it feels really weird when he's not around. I don't like it. Well...I don't like it MOST days. :)
I didn't run today. :( I'm a whoose (how DO you spell that word????)*See Note*, I'll confess. I really just didn't want to run with the stroller. Sigh. Now I'm really behind in my milage, with only two more days to try to fit it in. You want to know the really bad news?? I don't even know how many miles I have left to reach my goal of 23 for the week. I'm going to have to go back and count it up after I post this blog. I'll probably be thrown into a little bit of a panic when I see how many miles I'm going to have to cram into two very short days. We'll see...
Yesterday (Thursday) morning, I went over to a girlfriend's house and ran on her treadmill while she kept my little guy. Thank goodness for wonderful friends. :) I only ran three miles, but that's three I don't have to worry about tomorrow. :) It felt really different to run on the treadmill. I started pushing myself in a different way trying to see what different speeds felt like, etc. I was tuckered out at the end of the third mile. :) I don't have the breakdown by miles. I just have the total distance and time spent...
3 miles in 28:56
Weird picture, I know, but the screen kept flashing back and forth between time and distance and this is the best I could do. :)
Now to post this and then count up my milage, or the lack thereof, for the week thus far. I'm a little scared.
On a happier note, just 59 more minutes now til his plane lands!! :)
*NOTE* So I googled how to spell it and it's "WUSS." LOL. :D I wasn't even close! :D