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Another busy week. This was my high mileage week before Princess. I am officially on taper.
Monday I got up to run 3 miles. As I was watching the local news for the current weather they were talking about all the ice on the roads from the rain that came through overnight. They were talking about all of the accidents, naming at least 5 accidents on major highways. I thought it best not to go out, slip on some ice, and bust my behind. I mentioned the ice and not running at work and a coworker said that she went out for a run and it was very slick. But apparently she has special shoes to help with the ice. I felt like I made the right decision. I had also found out that my friend that wasn't sure if he was being laid off, is being laid off. He is there till the summer and has severance, so he has awhile to find another job. I know he will find something quickly.
Tuesday was my FT class. Well sort of. Instead of letting us have our class till the end of February like they said we would, they forced us into the Strive area. This area is small and out in the middle of the place. It's made for 5-7 people and when we normally have over 10 we were in other member's way. On top of that the classroom was empty. Yup, they'd rather have us out in the middle of the gym then in a room. I didn't feel like I got the workout I normally do. It's very disappointing and no one but the manager of the gym was happy. That afternoon I heard from a different friend of mine that worked with me at my last job. She said that she found a new one. I was so happy for her because where we used to work is so dysfunctional. She is going to be so much happier.
Wednesday morning I absolutely couldn't sleep. I kept waking up and finally at 4 I decided to go find a book to read. I read for about an hour and was starting to get sleepy. My alarm was to go off at 5:30. I fell asleep for 15 minutes and awoke before my alarm. I was actually refreshed so I just got up to start my run. With missing my Monday run, I had to up my mileage for Wednesday to 5, so getting an earlier start was a good thing.
I woke up with a sore throat, but didn't think much about it. Throughout the winter I tend to have a lot of sore throats, especially in the morning. But they never turn into anything. During my run it didn't hurt at all and that usually is all there is. After my run I noticed it again. Throughout the day it just got worse. When I got home I checked my temp, and no temp, which was good. I took some NyQuil and went to bed early.
Thursday I headed to the new gym class. We did the same thing we did on Tuesday. It was boring and it was so motivating that I barely got my 30 minutes in of activity by the end of the day. Yes, it only tracked 10 minutes of activity for the 45 minute class. My throat was still hurting, so that didn't help. In fact most of the day my throat hurt, again with no fever. Bleck, this was too busy of a week to get sick. I ended up emailing the director of the gym (cc'ing those that take the class as well) asking several questions that we all have been wondering. She replied that she wouldn't answer the questions via email and will only see us individually. This is very frustrating!!!
Friday I had another 5 mile run on the docket. My sore throat was going away, but my head was very stuffy. Like how your ears are stuffy when you are on a plane. I was glad that I got out for a run. I took it slow, but getting the heart pumping. I kept thinking that the faster my heart pumped the quicker this bug would make it out of me. I did see another beautiful sunrise.
Saturday I was supposed to do 10 miles. While it would be in the 40's throughout the morning, there was rain predicted to start at some point in the morning. I decided to start earlier then the running group. I knew it would take me awhile to get the miles in and I wanted to try and beat the rain. I ended up really liking the 10 mile route that the group had planned. It took us over the river and back then up through part of the city and back. While my throat felt fine and my head wasn't very stuffy, I had mucus - ick! So it was good that I could bail the run half way through if I needed.
While I love going over the river, I hate this particular bridge. You can see all the way down and with my fear of heights I HATE it.
But seeing the river, even with the cloudy skies, can be very beautiful.
And I do like this bridge because it has a good hill down and a good hill up.
I got through the neighborhood and I saw this in someone’s yard. It reminded me of my grandmother who loved dead trees.
Then back over the bridge.
After crossing the bridge I saw the big group of runners I would be behind if I started with them. I headed back through the city and felt good enough to continue on. About mile 6 1/2 I felt a few drops. Before I knew it, it had started raining. Not a sprinkle, but not quite a rain. I decided to push on. While it was somewhere in the 40's the rain didn't make it colder.
After the turn around I had a couple miles to go and the rain became a true rain. At this point I was just really tired of the rain and the run. About a mile to go and the rain started to really come down. Man that sucked. It did make my last mile quick. I was soaked by the time I got back to my car. A hot shower was on the docket when I got home. And then a nap. I couldn't sleep, but a couple hours laying down helped.
That afternoon I had an appointment to get my hair cut. I'm growing it out so that I can give it away to someone that needs it. I finally felt like my hair was starting to grow, finally. She trimmed and thinned it. It's good for another 12 weeks.
That evening I went to see "Brave New World", a local play. We usually get dinner before, but I wanted the extra time to just relax. While I wasn't feeling bad, I was tired. The play was good, it was 1984-ish. While it was written back in the early 1900's it was about a future world where the "proper society" was perfect, well at least their Alphas and Betas were perfect, and everyone belonged to everyone. And the "savages" believed in God and had families. The word "Mother" and "Father" were profane words. It was interesting, but I think I liked 1984 better.
Sunday is usually my day to stay home and get things done around the house. I was finally starting to feel better. Still some flem and mucus, but nothing annoying like Saturday. But Sunday was my big fun of the weekend. I met a friend for lunch and then we went to see Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone with the music played by the symphony. They played the movie on a screen without the music track and the symphony played live.
The symphony was great. They didn't miss a beat throughout the whole movie. They were so good that half the time I forgot there was a symphony there to play and got sucked into the movie. I had to keep reminding myself that I payed a lot more then a regular movie ticket to see this and I should really appreciate the live music. During the last scene people started leaving. I know that almost everyone there probably has seen the movie, but why miss the credits where the symphony plays and you can really appreciate it? Oh well, their loss.
Monday is right around the corner and there is another busy work week. Last full week till Princess.
How sick do you have to be to not get out and run? Do you like to go to the symphony?
