run this amazing day

1. I'm really bad at listening, and it keeps kicking my ass .  On Tuesday night, I went to the first Conte's hill workout of the season.  I'm feeling really tired and run down (2 solid weeks of high volume training will do that) so as I chatted with Emily before the ride started, we decided to do the "easy" crit loop - ride out on some rollers, do as many few loops of a .8 mile hill as you want, then head back.  I hadn't been on my bike in a few days, and I was surprised how nice it felt to climb back on, but was looking forward to an easy spin on a nice night.  Since I went on the ride so many times last year, I didn't feel the need to pay attention AT ALL during the pre-ride talk about which ride went where.  We headed out towards Military Road, and I was just spinning and enjoying the warm-up, and when we got to Military Road, a bunch of people stopped and a bunch of people turned left, so I turned left with them.  I thought Emily was behind me, but t...

5 pain-free miles.  I'm a happy sweaty girl. My puppies were pretty happy about it, too.

April was a fantastic month.  Maybe not on paper, but living it, it was great. April Goals Put 400 miles on my  quads  bike.   Done, and then some! Don't stop doing the PT core work just because the pain goes away.   Still religiously doing all of it. Do not buy a major piece of furniture.   This did not happen in the month of April. Learn how to snot-rocket someone with precision from the bike.   My snot-rocketing skills have significantly improved. Go back to yoga.   Not yet, but soon. SPAGHETTI SQUASH!   Goddammit. I decided that the best way to get my cycling fitness back was face-first into the road, and joined the "30 days of biking" madness that was going on all over the country for the month of April.  I discovered pretty quickly that taking one month off and three months easy is not the way to retain cycling fitness.  I spent a good part of the month being frustrated by the numbers on my bike computer and my serious lack o...

The Earth Day 5K was the last race in the Pacers  Hills Are Mean  Spring Fast Pass series that  the poet  signed me up for as a Christmas present.  I've been out on 2-3 more slow and easy runs this week, and after chatting with another recovering-from-injury friend,  Amy , we decided we'd jog it together and grab brunch afterwards. When I woke up, the temps were great for a morning 5K - cool and breezy.  I got up to Silver Spring with just enough time to pin on my bib and find Amy.  We lined up in the shadow of the building and shivered until the horn went and we were off.  This is another  incredibly cruel race  put on by Pacers, with a long downhill heading out the first mile that translates to a long uphill on the way back.  The race was pretty small, and after dodging some people in the first 5 minutes, we were free to yak, mostly about our injuries, recovery, and the orthopedic hero of this story, Dr. Pereles.  It's a...