This weekend was excellent. On Friday morning, I decided to register for the 10K Saturday morning. I knew I would be running there anyway, so why not pay someone to do it? I kid, I kid. I knew I’d run harder if I was in a race (duh).
Anyway, rewind to Friday night. Liz and I met Shelley and Nadya for drinks at Anthony’s. Tim eventually joined, and then he and I headed home around 6:30. We ate dinner, watched some Parks and Rec (season seven is on hulu plus, so we are paying for it for a month) and then I got ready for bed. However, my landlord texted us to come out (sounds weird, but it’s not), so we rallied and went to the brewery to meet him for a round… fine, two. I was sound asleep by 10.
On Saturday morning, I got up to do a warm up run. My legs felt AWFUL, so heavy and lethargic. I started to get anxious about the run, and briefly considered bailing. However, I just dropped $28 on it, so I might as well go make an effort.
I knew a few people there, so I hung around the start, and at 9 a.m., we were off. I went out WAY too fast, logging my first mile in 6:50… oops! I was the first female and didn’t see any other girls near me at the turn around. I reeled it in a bit, and focused on the guys in front of me. There were about six, and I managed to pick two of them off by the end… only to get passed in the last quarter-mile. Oh well. I ran the race pretty hard, I really wanted to PR. Unfortunately, the course ended up being about a quarter mile short. I finished in 42:23, which would have been a huge PR, had it been legit. I was first female and fifth overall. I won a medal, a $100 gift card to Sheetz and they told me they would mail me a plaque! That was well worth $28.
I was happy. It’s really a good feeling to win!
After that, Tim and I ran a few errands, including a pit stop at J. Crew, where we both left with some much-needed things. We made sweet potato crust pizza and spent the night stuffing our wedding invitations. That took much longer than I had anticipated. We plan to send them out later this month!
On Sunday, I woke up with sore legs! I was pretty surprised, because I didn’t feel like I raced that fast. I ran over to meet Jill, Mike, Crawford and Jim, and I was hurting. Our normal pace felt hard. I am grateful I was with them, because it forced me to not give up and stick with them. It was a humid run, but luckily, it started raining with about two miles left. It was much-appreciated.
I didn’t feel so hot when I got home, very achy and tired, so I laid around for a while, then Tim and I went to an open house. We liked the place, but the ceilings were just a bit too low for my husband-to-be. After that, I finally cashed in on the groupon he bought me for Valentine’s Day. The 90-minute massage was a little short, but she told me my right hip is inflamed, which of course, sent me in a panic. I had a stress fracture there in 2012, and I constantly think its coming back. She also said my right IT band is “very tight,” and ow, I can feel it this morning, it’s very sore. She also said I should get weekly massages. Ha. I wish.
Post-massage, Tim and I met Nadya and Liz for drinks at the Millworks and then stopped by Shady’s. It was a nice Sunday.