Saturday Morning

There is something I love about being awake and outside before most of the city residents have stirred.  There is a calm before the madness of Saturday in the city really takes hold.  I really didn't wake up that early but early enough for me.  My hubbie and I had agreed to help move our good friends J and B out of their city condo to go to the 'burbs (boo to them leaving the city! I miss them already!)  so I had to be up earlier than I would care to be on a Saturday.  It took me awhile to get out the door thanks to my putzing around for no good reason.  Before moving to get dressed I looked up the temp and decided on long sleeve and shorts, finally walked out the front door and turned right back around to take the long sleeves off.  What a day it turned out to be!  In the 60's and partly cloudy.  I was almost too warm *gasp*.  My ankle was really bothering me today and overall I was just feeling run down but I maintained a consistent pace (9:50 average) for the 13 miles even though the first 10 seemed more of a struggle than usual.  Once I hit 10 I was feeling back to normal.

  

Around mile 4.5 I took my first gu, strawberry banana, not a favorite.  I took too much in one gulp and started gagging.  All I could think was I tried to swallow too much at once then  I started to crack myself up with a "that's what she said".  Wow - I'm a dork.  But I love a good that's what she said...

In other non-training but running related news...About 2 months ago my sister unfortunately lost her job thanks to the stellar economic times. While looking for new employment she has decided to eat healthier and work out more, even going as far as to take up running! Yesterday I nearly convinced her to run the Cleveland 10K while I'm running the marathon. Since she runs 4 miles she could totally do a 10K and she'll be waiting around anyways.  Plus, we know a lot of people that are going to be there or running the 10K or half.  She even asked our sister-in law to run too (trust me that wasn't easy for her).  I think I may have gotten too excited too soon.  I just got a text saying "just got her first running blister at mile 2, not sure about this 10K, how do you do this shit?" Made me laugh!  And remind me that's how I felt once I decided to start running again 6 years ago.