Monday, Julia and I met up for an early morning run, but we had an interloper - my son Max! He decided that he's going to run the BCS half marathon with us in December, so he got fitted for a new pair of running shoes on Sunday at our favorite running store, and started his training on Monday. Now, he may be young, he may have long legs, but Julia and I outlasted him - score one for the
Max and the fit women!
I took Tuesday off from running - my left leg has been bugging me, and I figured, why press it? I'm trying to train smart this time, and if I miss a run once in a while, it's not the end of the world. Plus, I had plans for the evening - the running store had a yoga class! The last time I did yoga was in September - after my ankle surgery it was too dark and cold for outdoor yoga, and they never started back up in the spring, which is too bad, as I really liked the instructor. This new class was fun - they had no idea if anyone was going to show up, but we packed the store! Most of the poses came back to me pretty quickly, and it felt great to stretch...I'm hoping that this will help my aching leg (which I think is just sore from running too much on the slanted side of the road).
Yoga is supposed to be calm, meditative and relaxing, unless you're me...we were doing a side plank, and my arm was shaking so much that I started laughing and couldn't stop. Oh well - I guess every class has a clown?
Tomorrow I should be running with Erica, and Saturday, the early morning crazies are going to meet before the running club and get our long run in before the sun rises. Considering it was 106 degrees yesterday, I think that's a good plan.