But I digress.
I took Monday off. Ya - I wasn't sick, I wasn't hurt. I was just tired. It has been a stressful month and a half for me. Mystery poo, four dogs, dating new men-type people, closing in on my performance review, parents out of country, lost my favorite flip flops, etc etc etc
And Monday was the culmination of all of these things. So while I know I SHOULD have run, I just didn't want to. So instead I watched some old episodes of Deadliest Catch and read a book. Go Team Lazy!
Tuesday I worked out with my trainer, I hate him. Kidding! But I ran the treadmill on inclines and high speeds for about 10 minutes and then jumped on the Precor ADT for 20 minutes at resistance 20 before I let him torture me with squats and arm weights.
But Wednesday, sweet Hump Day, the day where the weekend is so close you can smell the beer - Wednesday you failed me.
Or maybe I failed you.
Because many of the USA Fit members are running a 5K this weekend the training schedule for the week was slightly off. We were to run intervals on Monday (I skipped), and a 3 mile run on Wednesday. When we showed up Annette was asking about the 3 miles, and was promptly told that for our group it was really FIVE. Really!? We would run a 1 mile warm-up, followed by 3 miles, and a 1 mile cool-down. Ya - that's gonna happen!
She negotiated it down to a possible 4 miles and even got the turn around for the 3 miles. My new hero.
So I had planned on doing either the 3 or 4 miles depending on how I felt. I switched on my Garmin while in Fit2Run (thus the lack of satellite tracking for the first 0.3 miles) and we left. I actually kept up with the crowd for about 30 seconds. Maybe I started out too fast again. Damn!