I did it! I completed Week 2! I'll be repeating it next week, but I'm confident that it'll get easier. This week was quite a push, kids.
52° this morning. Sunny, wind coming in from the southwest. Beautiful day. I was off to a late start, but I found that I didn't have to drag myself down to the track. Had the place to myself, though one of the church people stole my parking spot. Tuesday there was a cat on the track with me. He/she was more intent on hunting mice or voles in the field, but we spared a brief glance at each other as if to say, "Mornin'. Nice day, isn't it?"
This morning, while I was sitting here scarfing down a Luna Bar, I saw my cat walk across the porch (which the office windows face). I immediately went into panic mode, even though I knew that Freddie was fast asleep in my bedroom. Still, I was staring right at her, sitting on the porch steps. I bolted into my room, convinced Freddie had jumped up onto the sill, busted out the window and made a mad dash for freedom.
As it turns out, she was stretched out on the floor, basking in a nice chunk of sunlight. I went back to the office and looked out the window. Freddie's doppelgänger was still sitting there staring at me. Freaky much?
Anyway. Back to running.
I did pretty darn good today, except that right before the fifth run, I started to have an asthma attack. I'd left my inhalers in the car, so I just pushed through it. So basically, if it had been bad, I probably would have died, and on my tombstone they would have written:
HERE LIES KATIE
TOO LAZY TO WALK BACK TO HER CAR FOR HER PUFFERS
WHAT A BITCH
It really wasn't that bad. I could breathe and everything, and I wasn't wheezing; it just felt like, on the inhale, I couldn't get enough air. I got through the rest of my runs, plus the cool down, the stretch, the drive home and then more stretching, and I'm fine. I hate having asthma. I really, really do.
Today I want to get some tahini so I can make a vegan omelette.
Next Saturday is the Walk for Farm Animals! Some kindly and generous folk have helped me raise $215 so far. If I raise $250, I get a Farm Sanctuary tote bag! I'm such a geek about tote bags. What with running that morning (by then I think I'll be up to Week 3) and walking three to six miles or so later on, I think I'll sleep pretty well that night. Ah. I just realized that registration is at 9 a.m. I think maybe I'll do my run on Sunday instead. That'd be pushing it, time-wise.
In summary: Proud to have finally completed Week 2. Looking forward to doing it again next week. So far, the weather looks pretty agreeable, but you know how unpredictable the elements can be. Fingers crossed!
52° this morning. Sunny, wind coming in from the southwest. Beautiful day. I was off to a late start, but I found that I didn't have to drag myself down to the track. Had the place to myself, though one of the church people stole my parking spot. Tuesday there was a cat on the track with me. He/she was more intent on hunting mice or voles in the field, but we spared a brief glance at each other as if to say, "Mornin'. Nice day, isn't it?"
This morning, while I was sitting here scarfing down a Luna Bar, I saw my cat walk across the porch (which the office windows face). I immediately went into panic mode, even though I knew that Freddie was fast asleep in my bedroom. Still, I was staring right at her, sitting on the porch steps. I bolted into my room, convinced Freddie had jumped up onto the sill, busted out the window and made a mad dash for freedom.
As it turns out, she was stretched out on the floor, basking in a nice chunk of sunlight. I went back to the office and looked out the window. Freddie's doppelgänger was still sitting there staring at me. Freaky much?
Anyway. Back to running.
I did pretty darn good today, except that right before the fifth run, I started to have an asthma attack. I'd left my inhalers in the car, so I just pushed through it. So basically, if it had been bad, I probably would have died, and on my tombstone they would have written:
TOO LAZY TO WALK BACK TO HER CAR FOR HER PUFFERS
WHAT A BITCH
It really wasn't that bad. I could breathe and everything, and I wasn't wheezing; it just felt like, on the inhale, I couldn't get enough air. I got through the rest of my runs, plus the cool down, the stretch, the drive home and then more stretching, and I'm fine. I hate having asthma. I really, really do.
Today I want to get some tahini so I can make a vegan omelette.
Next Saturday is the Walk for Farm Animals! Some kindly and generous folk have helped me raise $215 so far. If I raise $250, I get a Farm Sanctuary tote bag! I'm such a geek about tote bags. What with running that morning (by then I think I'll be up to Week 3) and walking three to six miles or so later on, I think I'll sleep pretty well that night. Ah. I just realized that registration is at 9 a.m. I think maybe I'll do my run on Sunday instead. That'd be pushing it, time-wise.
In summary: Proud to have finally completed Week 2. Looking forward to doing it again next week. So far, the weather looks pretty agreeable, but you know how unpredictable the elements can be. Fingers crossed!
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2 comments:
I'm glad you didn't die. Some people on Cool Running said that running actually helped their asthma. So maybe it will help you too.
You're not the only one trying that recipe. Someone mentioned it on Live Journal. So I'm going to make it soon. I have to get to the store for some fixings. I have nothing to stuff it with. Let me know how it turns out.
i laughed at your tombstone, but i'm glad you didn't need it.
congratulations on finishing week two round one.
i do each week twice too.
p.s. i think maybe your cat has found another teloportation drawer.
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