The Weekend Involved Beer but No Run

So Friday, I drove to 4 Seasons and went and got mine and D's T-shirts. D was hit by a fork-lift a few weeks back and has a deep bruise so he knew he wasn't running. Anyway the 4 Seasons valets were nice and let me just leave my car upfront rather than parking. I limped into the place and got my T's.

Then I remembered I had to go to Kroghetto, but also that the dogs needed poop bags. So I went to PetSmart and Whole Foods. By now, I was seriously limping. D and I were on the phone talking about what kind of sausage I was supposed to buy at WF, and he said to walk to the veggies to get basil. I seriously wanted to reach through the phone and smack him. Moreso when I got over there and they were out of basil.

Anyway I told him I was going to go see Clay since at this point I couldn't really go home and walk the dogs...but I could drink a beer while waiting for him to get home. Clay and I talked about his pup Jetta (so cute), and then I left. I did walk the dogs behind the house, and then D got home (after a trip to the beer store). We watched a ton of TV, and drank a ton of beers. And went to bed.

Saturday, the damn ankle still hurt. Dogs Rule Day was spent at home, napping and watching football. And drinking beer. And eating Chili. Georgia Tech's game was delayed but we did watch them beat FSU. And UGA lost! Woohoo!

Sunday D worked so I went to the grocery and to Lowe's to buy light bulbs. Then I watched the Redskins blow a 17-2 lead to the Panthers and really curse Dan Snyder and Vinny Cerato for how much they blow and why no coach in his right mind will coach there with those 2 losers there. D watched more football, and I watched Numb3rs. Very exciting.

Tonight is weight lifting.

So bummed

My ankle still hurts.
This bums me out. Tomorrow is my 10K which I was sure I would PR on based on last week's run.
Plus this was the first 10K I ever did (in 2007), and the course has stayed the same, so I wanted to see how I would do.

But I can't even walk .4 miles with the dog without my ankle wobbling. I can't drive to work without my ankle straining. I can't walk to the gas station to get a soda without a twinge of pain.
So 6 miles with more than 200# force on it just doesn't seem like a good idea. I know, I know, when have I ever let my brain stop me from doing something.

So I'll stop by the 4 Seasons on the way home and pick up my T-shirt and sleep in tomorrow. On the good note...I can drink tonight.

Wondering about the ankle...

So unlike a week ago where I "ran," this week I actually ran.
3 miles, 2 miles and 6 miles.

The 6 miles was great.

Friday, B and I flew to Maryland to see V. I had told V, I was going to run on Saturday morning because I needed to get in a 6 miler for my 10K this Saturday. "Sure," she said. "I'll run with you." I said nothing because V runs a 5K 10 minutes faster than I do, so I wasn't sure what drugs she was on. B and I landed and V knows me so well, and brought post-air beverages.

Woohoo. We drove to Frederick and got to her house which she calls the dilapidated mansion. It needs some work, but is a great house. It is a historical house and basically anything you do to the outside of the house has to be approved. From the sounds of it, it sounds like a big scam for some group to get money. Annapolis has a Historic Preservation Society and it is pretty cut and dry. Frederick's sounds hinky. Plus I'm not sure how glow-in-the dark house numbers really are in characteristic with the 1800s or bathroom tile stuck to the front of your house is. But that is me.

So we chatted and went to bed. Next morning, she and I got up and got dressed for the run. We walked as our warmup and then got running. After a mile, V started walking. I think she didn't realize the extent of "I run slow" is. At mile 5 she was wondering how my hips didn't hurt. Of course from Mile 5 to Mile 6 my hips suddenly went into agony. But we ran through some park, around Hood College, to the East (Industrial Side) of Frederick, by the canal, through a 1 mile race and ended up on Market Street. It was a really good run. The houses there are gorgeous. And the town is cute. Reminded me of Athens, GA or Asheville, NC. And it was nice to run with someone even if they did walk. Because I run so slowly, I never run with anyone. So I had a tour guide with me. The run felt good. Only mile 5 did I get tired, and that was more because I wanted something to drink. I think I could have run 7 miles or so.

So we got back to the house, and B was awake and dressed, so V and I got ready. Drank some beer, and off to the Market Street Fair. We stopped at a bar named Guido's. At this point it wasn't even 2pm, and we had some more beer. Then to another bar for more beer.

We had dinner and had margaritas (it was about 4). B wasn't feeling well, so we walked back to the house. While she laid down, V and I called various liquor stores to see if they sold Guinness. One informed us they didn't sell highbrow beer. But the other one in walking distance did. So V poured herself a beer, and off to the package store.

In front of the house, I fell. No sidewalks crumbling, no tree branches jutting. In fact I was just standing there and went down. Ankle turned on the left leg, right leg was scuffed up, palms of both hands scrapes, one wrist hurt and elbow bleeding. Rather than go back in the house, I got up and we continued our walk. We got to the liquor store and bought some beer. The guy let me have a Solo cup and I opened one right there. The walk back was fine. Lots of old men on porches talking to us. We sat in the back garden when we got back to V's and drank (I think that was the theme of the weekend).

Sunday came, and we did some shopping. I bought nothing (I bought Porter a birthday present the day before and Guinness a "being good" present). Then V took us back to the airport. On the flight home, my ankle really started hurting. My wrist is completely bruised. In the airport I was in agony walking from the terminal to the baggage claim. D came to pick me up. Funnily, coming back from MD, I saw Cal Ripken in the ATL airport. I noticed him because of his really ugly orange tie, and really $$$$-looking suit. I told D, so he tried to figure out why CR would be in Atlanta. He couldn't figure it out, but oh well.

This morning, I got up and my ankle is purple (not swollen) and hurts. So tomorrow, I'm going to *try* to run. If it is hurting I will rest. It has to be better by Saturday for my 10K.

Time: 8:05 (walk)
Mileage: .36 (22:27 min/mile)
Time: 25:55 (run)
Mileage: 2 (12:57 min/mile)
Time: 7:48 (walk)
Mileage: .37 (21:04 min/mile)
Calories: 475
Max HR 184
Avg HR 153
In Zone: 7:22

Time: 7:42 (walk)
Mileage: .34 (22:38 min/mile)
Time: 90:13 (run)
Mileage: 6.01 (15:00 min/mile)
Time: 10:28 (walk)
Mileage: .46 (22:45 min/mile)
Calories: 1369
Max HR 178
Avg HR 159
In Zone: 24:58

Bras!

So D does the laundry in our household. He looked at my first sports bra and deemed it pathetic. One of the straps is tearing, and a clip is missing in the hook. So he suggested I buy another one.

OK honey!

So I go to Team Estrogen and promptly put all of them in my cart. Then decided to actually go look at manufacturers and stuff (my bras aren't made any longer). So Enell smooshes, which apparently I wouldn't like. A Moving Comfort one is made of cotton, which perplexed me.

Then I got to Shock Absorber.
This is the funniest thing to me. (It is not Office-Safe)
Go to
http://www.shockabsorber.co.uk/bounceometer/shock.html
Hit skip, and then click on the Bounceometer.
Pick DD.
Pick Extreme Activity.

OMG! I was hysterical, because it is so true.

After I stopped being 7 years old, I read reviews and that one fell off. I was still between Moving Comfort and CW-x. CW-X seems to have gotten better reviews so I chose that one. Moving Comfort, don't worry...I bought a hoodie from you!

So I ran 2 miles yesterday. It was my sprint day. I wasn't in the mood to sprint, because I was enjoying the scenery. I ran next to a deer (she ran, stopped, I caught up). It was so cool. I ran by some geese and a squirrel. Nature day Thursday, I guess. Anyway, when I finished my 2 miles, I stopped my watch and stared at it in disbelief. 25:55. This is fast (for me), people! Below 13 minutes a mile! I was shocked. And I wasn't all that tired.

So my runs are seemingly getting faster. Hopefully it will hold true next weekend with my 10K. I don't have my info with me, so I can't post my stats.
Tomorrow is a 6 miler with V who I'm going to visit up in MD. I'm looking forward to it.

One decision down almost

We are 90% sure we are going to sign up for the Kentucky Derby Mini Marathon.

V wants to. I want to. D was pushing for Nashville.

Running 2 miles tonight...

Runs from the past week.

Time: 7:32 (walk)
Mileage: .31 (24:18 min/mile)
Time: 29:03 (run)
Mileage: 2.0 (14:31 min/mile)
Time: 8:07 (walk)
Mileage: .33 (24:35 min/mile)
Calories: 505
Max HR 181
Avg HR 167
In Zone: 4:44

Time: 12:38 (walk)
Mileage: .34 (37:09 min/mile)
Calories: 61
Max HR 125
Avg HR 101
In Zone: 0

Time: 7:35 (walk)
Mileage: .35 (21:48 min/mile)
Time: 41:46 (run)
Mileage: 3.11 (13:25 min/mile)
Time: 6:52 (walk)
Mileage: .34 (20:11 min/mile)
Calories: 645
Max HR 183
Avg HR 154
In Zone: 11:18