Last time we got together here, I was assessing my drop off in mileage, realizing that I hadn’t backslid too far, and committing to renewed focus. Let’s examine how the weekend went.
Friday plan: run 10-12 miles. Friday actual: ran just 1.7 with Back on My Feet as I wasn’t feeling all that good.
Saturday plan: run 10-12 miles before hopping the train to NYC for the weekend. Saturday actual: woke to find the dog had been sick all over the kitchen and entry way. Suffice to say, the trip was called off and the run was skipped. In terms of making the best of the weekend staying in DC, Margo and I finally made it to the National Building Museum, which I’ve wanted to visit for months. I expected more general architecture but it focused much more on DC, which was fine. The highlight was the Unbuilt Washington exhibit, which in boiled-down terms is a collection of sketches, designs, and plans for what Washington could have looked like. From a White House in the style of Versailles to a Lincoln Memorial that is a huge pyramid, from a proposed elevated motorway over the Mall to a theoretical expansion of the Mall through Capitol Hill all the way to the Anacostia. Really, really interesting exhibit that anyone in DC should check out.
Sunday plan: run 10-12 miles. Sunday actual: I slept really late. I slept for about 10 hours, maybe close to 11 hours. It felt amazing – I felt so recharged and ready for the world. I would have loved to run Sunday but the day just got away. I went hunting for some medicine for the dog, we spent a while in Georgetown picking up an iPad for Margo (hopefully completing Xmas shopping, provided it doesn’t get returned like the Kindle), and by time we got home, we only had about 30 minutes before heading back out to meet friends for dinner. So, Sunday was fun but it was still a failure in terms of running.
Monday plan: run 10-12 miles. Monday actual: I have less of a reason for missing the run today. We had a number of small things going on, but if I planned better I could have batched them into one end of the day. Up until late afternoon I was planning to head out after taking the dog to the vet, but instead of being at 5, his appointment ended up being at 5:45, which meant I didn’t get home until 6:40. I could have still run but by then it was dark, getting cold, and I didn’t want to waste my time with a 45-minute run; I wanted to go longer. So, Monday was a bust.
Tuesday plan: run 10-12 miles. Tuesday actual: holy moley, I finally made it. Admittedly, I didn’t make it out at 6am as I had planned but I woke up at 6:20 at felt like it needed to happen. I knew I couldn’t do it tonight – there’s a Back on My Feet happy hour that I don’t plan on missing – so instead my schedule got shifted around a bit and my feet hit the pavement at 8am. 12.6 miles in 1:42:13. I would’ve liked to have done it a bit faster but I sort of forgot the rolling hills of 16th Street and it was a straight out-and-back on 16th, 6.3 miles each way. But the time isn’t important – I feel so good to have gotten out this morning, I feel great now, this reset my per-day mileage to 3.29 even though it had slid back pretty far over the weekend, and I feel like I’m more behind on work than I actually am, so I’m getting more done than I would have otherwise.
This may turn out to be a good day.