Even with St. Patrick’s Day and all the luck of the Irish, this week was NOT the luckiest rundown. In fact, I’m still reeling from some events, and have worked hard to pull myself out of this anxiety free fall. Some weeks are like that.
Sunday – 3.55 miles walking
Happy Sunday! It was time to get the week started. I began with a walk.
A returned from camping around lunchtime and we were so happy to have him back. This was another shooting weekend, frontier style, and he had so much fun. We got him unpacked, cleaned up, and settled in for a chill afternoon.
Monday – 4.07 miles, speedwork/walking
Spring Break just hit so different this year. While it was nice to just chill out a bit, I also wanted very badly to travel and get out of town. Sooooon.
In keeping with those feeling, my Monday speedwork was a bit of a disaster. I didn’t feel great, and the weather was just not conducive to running. Ugh.
On the plus side, sweet Ollie settled in nicely for his week with us.
Tuesday – 5.05 miles, running + .62 miles, walking
I got to make up for Monday’s misery with a better run on Tuesday. That always helps.
The rest of the day was insane. I had a ton of work to catch up on, and then an evening meeting followed by a Zoom call. By the time 9:30 rolled around, I was so ready for bed.
Wednesday – 3.97 miles, walking
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
I started the morning with a 7:00AM dentist appointment. Ugh. Dental anxiety is real, friends. While my cleaning went very smoothly (43 years and no cavities!), I finally had to suck it up and call the oral surgeon for consultation to have my wisdom teeth removed. Am I ok with this? Not at all. But it needs to happen, and so here we are.
To move things along, I wore my workout clothes to my appointment, and went for a walk afterwards. It was a wonderful release after a stressful morning.
We went to our local Irish pub for an outdoor lunch and green beer. The food was mediocre, but I am always down for a green beer, so it worked out.
That evening, we had mini shepherd’s pie and drinks with some friends. It was truly the most lovely evening.
Thursday – 5 miles, running + 1.26 miles, walking
Another run. It was tough getting up with the alarm after our festive celebrating, but we do what we have to do.
We had a family day with a trip to Fernandina Beach. The weather was kind of cold and windy, so we opted to take a nice walk on the sand, rather than trying to set up chairs and hang in the water. We had lunch outside at one of our favorite burger joints in town. Sometimes, you just need a good burger and fries.
That evening, we picked up dinner from our new Buc-ees. If you haven’t heard of this place, it’s about the biggest gas station you have ever seen. They have snacks, drinks, home decor, camping gear, logo merchandise, and tons of fresh BBQ, bakery items, and food to order. It’s spotlessly clean, and truly unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The food and snacks are good. Jury is still out on if I’m happy it’s here.
Friday – rest
Normally, Friday is not a rest day for me, but I just didn’t have much choice. A had plans to go to the zoo. Hufflepuff had a vet appointment, and I was supposed to get my hair done (finally). After another restless night, I just figured I would skip my walk and try again another day. Meh.
First, my hair appointment was amazing. I feel like a new person, and my stylist has moved into a private space which makes things so much safer and more secure.
A had a wonderful time at the zoo, and I am grateful that he got some fresh air and plenty of time hanging with some dear friends.
Lastly: Hufflepuff. After a thorough exam and some scans, the exotic vet found masses on her uterus and lungs. Of course, this was the worst news we could have expected. While they might have been able to remove her uterus, there’s not much they can do for her luges. She is not in any pain, so we brought her home to live the rest of her huffy days with us. We know that we may have to make a hard decision sooner rather than later, but for now, she is home with us. A is, obviously, devastated. He has done such a great job caring for her, and this is just one more awful thing in over a year of awful things.
Saturday – 10 miles, running + 1.13 miles, walking
I woke up this morning, sad that I wasn’t heading to the Gate River Run 15K. The weather was cool and the skies cloudy, which is completely atypical for this race. Then I got outside and was slapped by 17 mph winds, and promptly thanked my lucky stars that I wasn’t navigating any bridges with this wind. It was a hard run, and probably my slowest ten miler to date. Oh, well.
We watched the second half of Zack Snyder’s Justice League and went to a buffalo chicken food truck for lunch.
I don’t even know how to rate this week. I’ve been slacking on reading, strength training, and hydrating.
I am truly just drained. A is having a hard time dealing with the inevitable loss of his pet. We are all in need of some kind of break. I’m getting more and more withdrawn as the days go by. Something has to give.
To that end, I’m going to try out a new paddle board company on Tuesday as part of a media event. I haven’t been on an SUP in over a year, and certainly not since my accident. I am hopeful that it goes well.
I’m also proud to be doing with FRÉ Skincare (affiliate link) to celebrate the 25th Anniversary of Girls On The Run with the Run For Girls virtual 5k! The run will be held on March 25, and all proceeds from your registration will go directly to GOTR. Will you join us?
How was your week in training?
Anyone else feeling the anxiety spiral taking hold?