There was a time, not too many weeks ago when a 2hr run was a cakewalk. Now, somehow my body has forgotten how to run at a decent pace for anything longer than 45mins.
I tried to refresh that memory today with a 2hr run, working on pushing my pace back up to where I want it to be. I was having some tummy troubles that gave me more grief than anything, and my lungs were feeling the burn. Surprisingly my legs were fine and about the only thing I had going for me today. Must be all those squats and lunges I have been doing :-)
In the end it was a 22km trip, and I was spent by the end. Tired and starving and on my own to find something to eat. D is out of town for a couple of nights and I have no one to take care of me...lol. I managed to drive my sorry butt to Safeway for a deli sandwich, and the lady working there asked me "are you a biker or something? not a biker, biker, but a cyclist?" It took me off gaurd a bit since I wasn't even wearing lycra, but I said yes, kind of. I asked her how she knew and she said she could just tell. I looked myself up and down but saw no signs- no chain grease on my leg, no weird tan lines showing...hmm.
TFTD: Run 2hrs 22km
Spent some time tonight with the Little Woman Of Strength herself...
Those are 8lb weights...and she is 3. Lookout world!