1. Every time I post on the blog that my shins hurt, they stop hurting. So: MY SHINS HURT, Y'ALL. I'm not sure if it's still because of my bike shoes (I don't think so), because I ran three miles in the Newtons two days ago (probably not) or because I ran for an hour in my Ravennas this morning (also unlikely). Or maybe it's just that my lower legs are still getting used to the way my gait has changed over the past nine months. Let's hope it's that, although I prefer to freak out about ghost injuries rather than consult science and/or logic. Meanwhile, there is no better feeling in my life right now than when I snap those compression socks on post-shower. MY SHINS HURT.
2. For some reason, I imagined in my own head that last week was the last "build" week in my training and this week would be rest. I have no idea where I came up with it, I have a lot of theories and it's hard to keep track of them all and where they come from. But I was firmly convinced last Friday that I would get through my not-all-that tough weekend and then whhhheeee into easy week! I discovered in a pow-wow with my coach on Monday afternoon that THIS week is actually the final "build" week in my training block. WAA WAA WAAAAA. Getting my schedule Monday evening was a pretty rude awakening. About half of my workouts say "ouch" in them somewhere and I'm going to be spending an unfortunate amount of time on the trainer this weekend. Combine that with an extremely busy and stressful work week and I'm just hanging on. I almost fell asleep at the dinner table on Tuesday night and I'm seriously considering drinking something caffeinated. I could put in a picture of me asleep at the table but instead I'll leave you this gem from last weekend, mid-bike-ride car-transfer-with-sandwiches-to-HP.
Safety first, bitches. Yes, I was driving with my bike shoes and helmet on; no, I don't know why my bicep looks like it's about to explode. This would be more funny if I hadn't gotten up Tuesday morning for a trainer ride and realized ten minutes in that I had automatically put my helmet on. SAFETY FIRST.
3. ANYWAY (what was I talking about?).... This morning I did my commute before my workout, which meant I got to do the monument loop while the sun was coming up. I've lived in/outside/around DC for over ten years and I will still never get tired of this run. Here are some pictures that look exactly like every single picture runners take while running around the city, you can skip them and proceed directly to judging me for wearing my bike shoes (and my seat belt!) in the car if you'd like.
Oh, and I made brussels sprouts for dinner last night which made everyone on twitter lose their damn minds, I had no idea these weird things were so popular. I don't know if they are a SUPER FOOD but they were delicious, but so is beer and nobody freaks out when I talk about that.
No one has pooped on the floor in our house in four days. I'm out, bitches.