The rest of the weekend was filled with a little of everything weekends should be filled with; some more reading, laziness, dinner on a friend's deck in the suburbs, and a short run in which I tried to sweat out this cold/infection. I'm no better and no worse post run but it was tough on me since I haven't done much of anything over the past week. The run did serve a purpose other than looking like a struggling, red-faced mess. For the first time in a long time I wanted to run. For the first time in a long time I wasn't just going through the motions. I may have felt like a hot mess and it may have only been 3 miles but those 3 humid mile may have been just what I needed to push this funk on out and find the next race/start the next training cycle!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
After lunch I decided to head out on our front balcony to finish up my current read (Angelology) to enjoy the hazy, lazy Sunday afternoon. My husband decided to go to the driving range at some point and I thought nothing of it. That is, until I got up to go inside... The husband accidentally locked the slider thus locking me out! Unfortunately, I had no idea of knowing if my neighbors who have a copy of our key were home and I could have jumped over our balcony onto the condo's front steps. I was barefoot and didn't want to take the chance of being locked out in an even worse position than I started. So I waited with legs crossed for an hour and a half until my husband returned. I knocked on the glass every 15 minutes hoping he had come home but not come up front to see me. When he finally arrived home and I was set free ;) I took off in a mad sprint to the bathroom. By the look on his face I know he felt horrible. The whole drama is funny now but not so much when I didn't know when he would be returning home!