Hips seem to be doing better today. I tentatively queued up tomorrow’s 5 miles fast for this morning, with the option of bailing to 3 if everything sucked. But it didn’t suck, and I got those 5 miles on the treadmill done in a tidy 55:35– 5 miles fast indeed. Woot. And I finished up with a nice stretch that got into all the unhappy places.
The reason I moved things around is to give myself 1-2 days’ rest between the 5 miles and the 7 miles this weekend. I also have new shoes to test out so I might run a little bit tomorrow to see how they work before I rotate them in for the 7 miler (new gear on long run: big no-no).
I didn’t sleep well last night. I was all relaxed, and then I made the mistake of checking work email. So I just went through my work plan for the next year with my boss yesterday morning, we definitely packed a lot in there. And then I get an email from an outside person "requesting" 2 months of my time on a project that I’m not supposed to have anything to do with. That pissed me off– there’s nothing I can drop in my plan, and now they want me to do extra clean-up work for a project that can’t get its shit together? And that spiraled into thinking about every work thing I’m struggling with and it all kept me up. No more email before bed.
Running While Fat 