The Third Run

Ah, the second week and third run of training.

We set up "meetings" on our calendars for our runs to ensure that they don't get pushed into the afternoon (remember, heat = bad), so at 9 this morning Susan and I started off on our 2-mile run. We ran 1 mile out, then I had to have a block or two to catch my breath and "re-group" (if you will). An attempt was made to run all the way back (we had an actual work meeting at 9:30), but alas, I had to stop a few times. We returned at 9:29, and my face continued to glow and remained an interesting shade of fuscia until about 10:30.

All in all, 2 miles were completed, even if I had to make a few short stops. I must say, red lights are my new favorite thing. I was delighted to see that we were approaching a red light on our way back, and I was relishing the idea of "having" to stop and wait for the light to turn green just as I saw it change colors--right as we were arriving at the end of the sidewalk. Blast!

I must give Susan props here--besides never being out of breath and in way better shape than I, she is so good about letting me stop when I need to (like when I can't breathe... or think I might throw up on passersby or, worse, my co-workers when we get back to the office). She never makes me feel bad, which is exactly what works for me. If she were to make me feel bad, then in my running/hot/sweaty/stinky state, I would likely get angry and want to quit, but as she doesn't, I feel encouraged to really push myself and make it that last block (or couple of blocks...)

My achilles are definitely sore right now! I am anticipating more soreness tomorrow, but hopefully all the stretching will help.

I need to get my fundraising going, so we started out by taking a few pictures (thanks, Dan Mc., for your photography skills). Above is one of the pics. (I'm the one on the left, Susan is on the right.)