Friday morning I had a gorgeous, but very hot and humid, 7 miler. When I got home I heard on the news that a runner had been shot in the face a few miles away from where I was and at the same time I was out. Scary! Thankfully he is okay but it just reinforces how crazy I am about running safety. I don't think I even mentioned a few weeks ago that my friend Christina, a feature on this blog occasionally (Mom of the adorable puppy I share photos of!) was hit by a car last month. She was waiting to cross a road, made eye contact with a driver who was stopped, and he decided to try and peel out anyway. He ran straight into her and she flew onto the ground. She didn't have any broken bones but the leg and arm on the side she hit the ground on were seriously torn up. I will never understand why people like to drive like jerks around runners. Saturday morning Travis and I headed out for an easy 8 miler. We were under a heat advisory all weekend so I've been hydrating like a boss and not feeling bad if I needed to take any walk breaks. The 8 miles went pretty well, but I was super nervous about the 14 miles schedule for Sunday at my long run pace (which, contrary to most other marathon training plans, is faster than every day pace.)Saturday afternoon we ran errands and went to Jason's deli for lunch. I absolutely love that place. I always get their salad bar and come up with a similar concoction; lettuce with red pepper hummus and couscous, plus some of their divine mini-muffins & banana pudding. They also have free ice cream so that happened. As well as two more mini muffins. Since it was so hot out Travis and I stayed in most of the weekend. We wanted something fun to do so we picked up paint supplies at Michaels. He's actually a legit artist. Me ... not so much. So, I grabbed myself this paint-by-number kit for 8 and up. So much fun!
While we were there he picked up this adorable Spooky Town figurine for me. I've been collecting Spooky Town for years and there was no way I couldn't add this to my set!Sunday morning we headed out at 6 a.m. for our long run. I went into it thinking I'd allow myself as many breaks as need be and my goal was to try to keep my target pace of 10:30. I was floored that I didn't need a break until almost mile 10! The weather was better than we thought, and the Hanson method is continually making me do things I think I can't (and I will give an update on how the plan is going soon.) We only stopped once to run into a gas station for some drinks. I chugged half a coconut water and added the rest (diluted with cold water) to my bottle. About 20 minutes later I realized that was a bad idea. Warm coconut water is disgusting. We came home, stuffed our faces, and immediately laid down on the couch. We put on License to Drive (old 80's movie starring the two Corey's.) It was cute and the perfect nap-inducing movie!
Then, this happened.
How was your weekend? How often do you push yourself past your perceived limits physically?