As it turned out, Cary ended up running with me, but I still had the music playing quietly in the background. I need to add more songs to that playlist because it was repeating itself, but overall, it ended up being a good run, which was especially nice since it was our first run in a long time where we got to deal with a muggy morning - and it's only February! I am not quite ready to welcome that kind of weather back just yet.
I must be getting more used to doing the 2:1 intervals for more miles, because we finished this run in the same time that I did the Texas 10 Series 5 miler...and I don't feel like I put out as much effort. Plus, we were running with one of her dogs, so there were a couple of extra stops to deal with doggy potty breaks and subsequent clean up, which means we probably would have beaten that race time...WHAT? So weird, I didn't expect that, especially with the warm and humid weather.
Afterward, we went to Blue Baker and planned out our next epic running adventure. We were there for a couple of hours, working our way through breakfast and drinking coffee. Now, most people in our group are trying to either diet, or watching what we eat, but it sure is challenging when the bakers bring us treats like these:
This started out as three scoops of white chocolate macadamia nut cookie dough. So good, and of course we will never turn down cookie dough, but it felt a wee bit excessive.
I told Jeff that we needed to stop getting our traditional cinnamon twist, because there's only so much of this we can eat. I ended up taking my half of the twist home, along with some of the cookie dough and brownie. I can't decide if that was making a better choice or not - on the one hand, we had the extra treats on Sunday instead of going out for our weekly frozen yogurt treat, but on the other hand, hello calories. Delicious, delicious calories. Sigh...
I recently experienced a couple of running blunders, which kind of surprised me - I thought I had this running stuff down pat by now. Guess not.
The first one came in the form of a GU that leaked all over a zippered compartment in my suitcase. I brought two of them when we went to San Antonio, and thankfully contained them to a smaller section of the suitcase, because let me just tell you, leaky GU is sticky and is hard to remove from things, like, say, a Garmin, a charger, and the suitcase itself. I've traveled with GUs this way many, many times, but lesson learned - they are going to go into a Ziploc bag from now on!
The socks in question. Of course I had to buy them - purple, with lime green accents? Yes please!
My second blunder was wearing a new pair of socks for a race. Being that they were the exact same pair of Balega socks that I've worn for years now, I didn't think anything would be amiss with wearing them for the race. In fact, I saved them for the race, and I was really looking forward to the squishy softness that comes with a new pair of socks. As I was putting them on that morning, Jeff warned me against wearing them, but what does he know? Socks, schmocks. Same difference. So naturally, when my feet kept sliding around in my shoes during the race, all I could think was "son of a bitch, Jeff was right" - argh!!!