anyone else remember that taunt? Kids are such shits (and yes, guilty of that on occasion). Monday evening I was saying it to myself as I thankfully laughed off a very minor fall.
When I became an official runner and fell on a trail I was most worried about breaking my iPhone. Monday? Was most worried about the sleeve of my marathon windbreaker. Luckily the sleeve and I were both OK as I barely even skinned my knee and elbow. To be honest most shocked I didn’t scrape my hand since it was bare and knee/elbows were covered. Yay layers!
- rewinding to Sunday, which I didn’t cover in last week’s post. I waited until the wind chill hit double digits (!) and got in 7.6 miles. Close enough to the 8ish I wanted. As always, once I got going it wasn’t bad, although that cold of air is hard to breathe on hills. Glad to get through Harlem Hills and maybe I’ll even do them twice before the Half. It was a pretty, frozen wonderland.
- never miss a Monday: glad to jump into a 10a core with Coco, Deborah and Kim. My first Daniel class, I think, and he was fun although the class was challenging. Nice to flip from my normal pattern of run/strength due to the day off work for MLK. I waited out some slimy weather and headed out around 3:30 for the run I mentioned above. We were spared the snow and the worst of the wind, so it was just gray like winter so often is. It’s why I so appreciate Eat Pretty’s color fun.
- Tuesday: always a off day from running, but especially this week after the fall and two runs in a row. Temps tended toward mild and I had some errands so it wasn’t a completely sedentary day with only a weight class.
- Wednesday: I did four miles reliably on Mondays and Wednesdays until this fall and since November there is always one day where I just cannot get going. This was probably OK as I wanted a shake out post fall. All felt fine except for a slightly whingy ITB, which could be fall but could just be it being a shit. 5K on the river lower loop. As I said to Michelle on her IG, eating wind gets old. But we do it. Warmed up to nearly 50 so erranding was quite pleasant. Loved the David Bowie upper body strength class and cannot wait to do the run.
- Thursday: office run group a schedule casualty and I woke to pouring rain so wasn’t running then. Still wanted to run after work since I knew Friday was going to be arctic. Park and river after dark are still a personal comfort no go so I ran up and down the avenues. There was a covid-time point where I wouldn’t have been comfortable running among people, but it was super chilly and not very crowded so it was a good albeit weird run. Still ducked into the Park at 90th to say hi to Fred.
- Friday: single digit temperatures and negative wind chills. No thanks. Did some strength work and apartment re-organization to make room for a kitchen table! I am so over eating in my lap or picnicking. Speaking of Fred though, happy four year anniversary to my becoming a Half Marathoner! No, I have absolutely no idea what I was wearing over my tights there but I can still remember the excitement.
- Saturday: are there any runs better than with friends? I do the majority of mine solo due to schedule but there’s something nice when stars align, and they make a 9 wind chill so much better. We ran. We walked. We talked non stop. It was a fun nine miles. Got a walk in later and it was an overall very wonderfully active day. Absolutely no lingering effects from the fall and feel like I’ll be in good shape for my half in five weeks. It’s not going to be pretty – Harlem Hills twice never area. But it’s going to be fun.
- Sunday: no race for me. No FOMO at all, and loved spectating Fred in general and seeing Darlene and one other friend. Spectating in the (mild compared to yesterday) cold revs up the appetite and we had an amazing brunch before Darlene’s train. Running friends are the best.