Wednesday Workout Update

I really don't have much to report this week - I feel like a broken record saying it's hot and humid, so I won't say that.  ::whispers::  But it is.  Anyway, I ran with Cary on Saturday; we did three miles and what you should be impressed with by that is the fact that she's in her third trimester, pregnant during a Texas summer, and she's still running.  I wasn't a runner when I was pregnant, but I did have a summer baby in southern California and that was rough - Texas summers are much worse, so kudos to Cary for staying so active.

So we ran, and then I ran again with Jeff yesterday.  I had to laugh when I realized that my total mileage for the week was what Diane and I were running on a single weekday during the height of her marathon training...but hey, that's why it's called the off season, right?

After my run yesterday, I needed to stretch out my muscles, which aren't sore from running but from sitting and knitting so much.  Luckily I'm on the tail end of my knitting push and won't be sitting quite so much soon.  I probably could avoid some of this if I'd just make myself get up and stretch every hour, but when I'm in the groove of knitting, nothing can stop me.  Well, except when Paco needs to go outside.  And when I'm thirsty.  And then when all the water I drank runs through me.  But other than that, nothing can keep me from my knitting!  Wait, where was I going with this?  Oh yeah, stretching.  Which is what I did after my run yesterday - I started with my wall stretch:

Legs up!  

Which led to a worried Paco hovering over me:

Why yu on de floor?  Do I need to get help??

Then, once I was finished with the wall stretch, I did a few yoga moves since I was already on the floor - child's pose, cat and cow, and then I did a quick plank.  This always feels so good and honestly I don't know why I don't do this every time I run...except that I forget about it in my hurry to get out of my sweaty clothes.

As far as other exercise, we bought a dog Frisbee for Paco - it's made from a soft gel, in case he ever decides to catch it in his mouth.  So far he's just having fun letting us throw it, watching it land, and then he'll bring it back to us and play tug-of-war with it.  We let him get his chasing after the Frisbee out of his system first, and then Jeff and I can toss our Frisbee without Paco trying to get it.  We are getting better, and it's a fun thing to do in the evening before the mosquitoes come out.