After a several week long, work-induced running hiatus I am finally able to go run again. And it felt amazing, rain and all. Even Bruce joined us.
I used to think that not exercising because of work was just an excuse. But this past month that was totally me. I was coming home too worn out to do anything but sleep after long days at work. Thankfully, that craziness is over.
It is time to get back to my regularly scheduled training again.
For all you dog lovers out there. This made me chuckle…
Milo and I are having fun out in the blizzard this morning. There are at least 13 inches if snow out there and it’s supposed to keep coming down all day.
This has turned out to he the best day ever!!!
Went for a 3 mile run with Milo tonight and it was tough. Since I started adding weights to the workout mix, my legs felt extremely heavy. Hills felt like mountains and I felt like I was barely moving. Apparently kettlebell swings and squats will do that to you.
I knew before I even ran today that it was going to be hard. I came close to not going but I made myself get out there anyway. The little voice didn’t get its way today.
You would think he did all the driving!
Milo and his favorite Christmas present: a rawhide bone.
Merry Christmas everybody!
Last long run before Philly Marathon completed: 10 miles @ 9:11 pace.
The afternoon temperature couldn’t have been better. I felt like I could have kept running for hours. It was perfect.
Now, I chill on the couch with sleepy Milo on my lap as I drink a nice, cold Newcastle. Tomorrow, I am a paid architect again!
This is Milo’s reaction to “Do you wanna go run!?”
10.11.12 Run - 4 Miles @ 9:20 Pace.
Went out for an early morning run with Milo today. It was cold, in the 40’s. So I got to wear my compression pants for the first time this season. Could have used my gloves too, but who knows where they are.
Milo got to growl at an old man who was out walking, I ate wild persimmons at mile 3, and got my face slathered with puppy kisses once we were finished.
It was a good run.
Milo LOVES fishing. He watches that bobber like a hawk!







