Yesterday I lifted some and forgot to blog about it. I was in meetings all day.
Today J and I went to the gym and I hopped on the treadmill again, to duplicate Tuesday’s run but 0.5mph faster in each of the steps. For the most part it worked okay, but in the 3rd mile today I think I found my anaerobic threshold– I just had to stop and catch my breath for a few seconds. So that’s good to know (and a year ago I would’ve laughed at trying to sustain close to that pace for a mile, so I’m not unhappy).
Other than work and unanticipated fasterness, not a lot going on with me. It’s Faire season so I’m spending a lot of my downtime researching garb ideas and trying to figure out how to make them work without going broke…
Running While Fat 