I have been feeling lazy of late. It's affecting my workouts slightly but for the most part I am staying consistent. Had to drag my ass out of bed this morning and now I'm going for a run in about 40 minutes.
Saturday I didn't do my long run. After weeks of doing something every single saturday, plus the fact that my calves were painfully sore, I skipped my run, got breakfast and played games with my husband instead. It was nice. I have no regrets - I don't have to run or do something every single weekend.
However, later on in the day I got the urge to take a walk. Asked my husband if we could go and he says "Actually I was thinking about going for a run" Okay! I asked him how long and he said he wanted to be out there for at least an hour. I was pleasantly surprised. Grabbed the water belt for both of us to use cause it was kinda hot out there. We headed out around 4, he started running and I did my best to stick with him. He's a slower runner, and I'm not fast by any means but I found it hard to run at that pace and always ended up 15-20 feet ahead of him. Before we knew it he had gone 1.5 miles before stopping for a break. We walked for a little bit and it started to rain a tiny bit. Felt good considering how hot it was. Once we reached the field he asked me where the 2 mile mark was. "Just a little bit up ahead." By this point he was wanting to turn around but I persuaded him to go to the 2 mile mark. I may have embellished the distance a little bit, but I have this thing about reaching mile markers before turning around. And I like to push him to do more. We turned a few corners and then hit the bridge which marks 2 miles. He stopped to stretch because his hip was bothering him. It helped out but from this point on he needed to do run/walk intervals. We picked landmarks to sprint to, At one point he started a sprint and he was going faster than me! But that lasted about 10 seconds before he slowed down. Back in the day he was a decently fast runner, I guess he has retained it to some degree. We continued this all the way back home - a grand total of 4 miles
Got back just in time to avoid a massive thunderstorm, got sandwiches for dinner then saw Mad Max (it was awesome!!!!)
I'm so proud of him - he's been working out 2-3 times a week and running or walking occasionally too. He's improved so much already, going a mile and a half without stopping is impressive for someone who is just starting to run. It's great seeing him be active again.
Keep Moving
Posted by
Karen {Run. Lift. Conquer}
on Tuesday, May 19, 2015
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