Well hello there, it’s been awhile! Did everyone enjoy a long weekend?
B and I went to visit his family in Westchester. Our weekend in a nutshell: we watched basketball, worked out, went out with friends, and ate a lot (which is the main reason for my “only fruits and vegetables allowed in the cart!” grocery store trip yesterday). We watched half of three different movies, always seeming to catch one in the middle or having to leave before one ended. We also dog-sat this little cutie:
Our reward was candy. Best. Reward. Ever.
On Saturday, a group of us headed to the local high school. While the boys played basketball, I visited my old friend, the track.
I spent so many days at the track in high school that now just the smell of it makes me completely nostalgic. Love it.
To warm up, I ran one slow lap and then picked it up for the second.
Next, I went over near the high jump, which brings me absolutely no nostalgic feelings. I’m 5’2 and had no business with the high jump in high school. Unless you count laying on the landing pit after a long workout. I did about 16 Tabata intervals with burpees, squat jumps, lunges, tricep dips, push ups, planks, broad jumps, and even some lateral shuffles to test out knee movement. Bueno.
Because I had run on Friday, I wanted to take it a little easy and monitor the status of my knees and hips. I completed three more laps by jogging the curves with pick ups on the straightaways. My knees haven’t fallen off and my hips haven’t been aching so I’m feeling pretty good about the whole “running two days in a row” situation. Maybe I won’t have to change this blog’s name from “Kara Runs” to “Kara Does Everything But Run”. Fab!
The boys scooped me up as I finished my third lap; they had gotten kicked out of the gym and wanted to go to a different school to finish a couple more games of basketball. It forced me to stop which was probably for the better.
I went along with them, hoping to enjoy more outdoor time. Of course, it started to snow and I wanted nothing to do with being cold. So, I waited in the car:
Last night I visited FlyWheel Sports again for some cycling action. I’m becoming addicted to the boost of motivation I receive there and, of course, the fact that it makes me sweat a lot. I’ve found it to be the closest cross-training activity to running for me.
My class had two instructors which meant lots of yelling and a good mix of music.
I was surprised to see I biked 27 miles. I’m not sure how accurate that is. But I do know the “Estimated Calories” number is typically way off on your average cardio machine.
We completed quite a few hill climbs which I have a love/hate relationship with. I do prefer to turn up the resistance for a slower, tougher ride rather than “sprinting”. During hills, I can feel my muscles working against the resistance and each fiber pulling throughout every pedal turn. You know what “they” say, no pain, no gain!
Every time the torque board was shown, someone named “Freestyle” and I were in a close match, our names flipping up and down every few seconds. The instructors always seem to reference “totals”, a number displayed on the screen attached to each bike. Ms. Freestyle and I were only a couple points apart. My goal? BEAT FREESTYLE. I’m thankful for the extra push; it brought out my competitive side and I definitely worked to come out on top. Which I did, thank you for asking.
I’m trying not to get overeager, but am secretly planning my comeback race as a little St. Patrick’s Day 5k. My secret plans include green compression socks and
some lots of sparkle, and will conclude with green beer and a fun day with friends. No more sitting on the sidelines for this girl.
Tell me! How was your weekend? Are you already planning St. Patrick’s Day? Whats YOUR next race?