Since Friday I've been going it alone while my boys are away, Mitchell for the week and Peter returns tomorrow. They're both up on the Sunshine Coast with Peter's parents but due to work commitments I couldnt go.
In their absence I have really found my training mojo (not that it was a problem before) and have had a few really kick arse sessions. Firstly, I couldnt go for a run on Friday morning as we left for the airport before 6am. I had put in a solid day at work and felt pretty good on the way home so much so that I was actually looking forward to doing my run that evening. So I set out at around 6.30pm and did my usual 40 minutes but chose a different route just for the sake of it. It was quite strange running back on the home stretch as I passed pubs, bars, cafes and restaurants full of people out drinking and eating. Meh, it was too good an opportunity to pass up.
Saturday was leg day and I suffered the usual trepidation which resulted in a promise to myself to train at 5pm (what would normally be beer o'clock for Peter and myself). For lunch I caught up with Kerry who I met when we both competed for the first time in 2007. Well, is she an inspiration or what! At 5pm I fired up the music, bar, plates and a kick arse attitude and gave it my best. I have the leg and glute DOMS going on today and am feeling quite smug at my effort.
I woke up pretty early today because I always look forward to my weekend Hour of Power which is usually a combo of walking and jogging/running but for at least an hour. It was pretty cool here in Adelaide and I set out in the drizzle only to finish in a light but steady rain. I had one of those rare "Man this run feels good" days where I just seemed to glide like a gazelle instead of my usual baby elephant shuffle. Today I upped my run time to 40 minutes and it didnt give me any probs. Feeling invincible?? You betcha!!
But I will say that cooking for one is a drag. Although its been really tempting to just grab a take away or book myself on endless lunches and dinners, I've resisted the urges and eaten in most of the time. Mind you, I am hanging for a meal out with Peter tomorrow night. Hey, a girl cannot live off chicken stir fry (albeit with different flavour bases) alone.
So there you have my little batching it weekend which every now and then is a glorious opportunity for some me-time but honestly, I wouldnt want it to be permanent. I miss my boys too much.
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You are on fire!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you though, I enjoy it when the kids go to their Grandparents but I miss them like crazy too.
Smokin actually Mich. :-) :-) LOL
ReplyDeleteWhoa Magda!!! Great effort on the training and nutrition. Had to crack up when you described running past the bars and restaurants on Friday evening. In Perth I used to love doing that when feeling fit, - I felt incincible when running quite fast past a group of people drinking/eating outside along the riverside or ocecan front! When I was on the other side, ie drinking and socialising I always used to appreciate a good perve when a fit conditioned sweaty man came running past!
ReplyDeleteLOL Pip, well you know where I live (near to where we had lunch when you were in Adelaide) and on Friday nights its BUZZING with people out eating, drinking, socialising etc. I've certainly never done a run at that time (more likely to be having a drink myself). Go the sweaty runners, I say!!
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