You guys tired of posts about my half marathon yet?
Yeah, me too.
I promise this is the last one.
It has been hard adjusting to being “unstructured” again now that I’m no longer in training.
Granted, that could partially be due to the fact that my appetite after Sunday’s race didn’t subside until ohhhh… about… 5 minutes ago. I really just wanted to EAT ALL THE THINGS. Not good considering I have a new Easter dress to fit myself into in a few days.
The first day (Monday), I just let my appetite fly.
And then again in the afternoon. I’m not proud. Because this is a time my resting body should be fueled and all, but last time I checked, Diet Coke and fritos don’t do much for muscle repair.
Ah well. It was pretty delicious…
Ironically, that picture is the exact representation of what I used to eat as dinner on my way to softball games in high school. And as breakfast in college.
Judging from what I know of these past experiences, this is not a good thing for my waistline.
So I gave myself Sunday to celebrate. And Monday to relax.
Tuesday? Well. We got serious again.
Oh… and water. Lots and lots of water.
I feel like myself again!
Especially since the workouts have slowly started back up. I took two days (Monday and Tuesday) completely off. Then, Wednesday morning started with my early alarm and a trip to the gym.
Business as usual. An early morning romp at the gym. No running, but a little elliptical action for 20 minutes along with the stairmill for another 20. Still cardio, just easier on my old woman joints.
Thursday was the first running day back. Nothing crazy because I’ve decided the treadmill and I truly hate each other and should not spend more than 2 miles at a time together. So 2.3 is all I did after a 15-minute elliptical warmup and the session ended with a 1-mile walk as a cool down.
Combined with a few nights of the deepest sleep I’ve had in months?
I’m feeling quite chipper. Annoyingly so.
Don’t expect it to last.