OMIgosh, last week seemed to stretch on forever.
I've shared more than enough of my thoughts on everything that happened with Boston. For those of you who didn't read: mostly, my heart just broke. It broke for my friends who were running that day, for the all of the spectators, for those injured, for those who died, and even for those that caused it. I guess my heart just broke for humanity that day.
Since that day, I have vowed to be kind to everybody. Everybody. It will be hard and difficult, but I will be kind.
Monday: rest day. Actually, I did abs. Active rest day.
Tuesday: Arms and legs day. I switched out 1 legged squats for single leg balances on the bisou ball and gritted my teeth through 96 lbs of leg pressing (later I would realize that wasn't the best idea).
Wednesday: Another active rest day.
Thursday: Intervals and arms. My goal was to get in 6 intervals on the treadmill, but the extra challenge I gave myself on the leg press Tuesday didn't make it possible. So I got in 4 intervals instead. Then I kicked some ass with the weights.
Friday: Leg day. I tried doing my routine in a different area, which was nice. I finally felt like I was getting the hang of my plyometric work. Then I had an ART appointment Friday afternoon and I was told to drop the plyometrics for a minute because the stabilization work may be what's irritating my butt.
Sigh.
Saturday: complete and 100% rest day. I went shopping.
Sunday: 3.55 hilly miles. Figured out how to set Tjom to beep every 2 minutes which made run/walking much more pleasant. I'm pleased with what I see of my running pace, although if I continue the run/walk, I doubt I'll break 60 minutes come June 1.
At this point, I'm just happy to get some good running in.
Yay! for good running.
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