This weekend Adam was in North Carolina coaching a swim meet so I had the house all to myself. This also meant I had to train by myself. I woke up Saturday morning and wanted nothing more than to crawl back in bed. I am usually bright-eyed and busy tailed in the morning but not this morning. But I told my friend Michele I would meet up with her to bike. I knew I would feel better once I got some exercise but I just wanted to pull the covers over my head.
I drug myself to our meeting place and really was in a foul mood. But we got on our bikes and off we went. This ride was quite humbling for me. It was only the second time I've ridden outside this year. I have determined that indoor cylcing classes do carryover for riding outside. The ride we did on Saturday kicked my ass. Do you know how disheartening it is to bike up a hill and look down to see you are only going 6 mph! And this was just on average hill - nothing major. The course we rode has several hills so I was humbled many times. We ended up riding 31 miles and I felt so much better after the ride. It is days like this that I am so thankful I became involved in this sport.
Sunday morning I woke up and took Izzy for a long walk. It was raining but I walked on a new trail and she had a lot of fun. By the time we were done she was the size of a squirrel because her hair was all wet, shivering and completely brown. She was disgusting. I brought her back home, gave her a bath, and then I was off to meet Michele for our 6 mile run. When I woke up Sunday I felt much better than I anticipated. My legs were not sore and I really was not that tired. I think the walk helped to loosen me up for the run. Michele and I set out running the Columbia Triathlon course. Again, this course is hilly! For living near sea level there are some monster hills in Howard County. I had a great run though. It was still a bit rainy and I was cold for the first mile. But then I got into a rhythm and it was a good run. Conversation is always great with Michele which is such a bonus. I know when we are not having a good run - we don't talk. We just run side by side in silence. In these times I know the silence speaks volumes. But Sunday we were chatting up a storm and solving all of the world's problems.
After the run I went straight to the grocery store because we were in desperate need of food. This brings me to Nutella. I love this stuff but never buy it because I can eat an entire jar in one sitting. I am blaming it on low blood sugar but this chocolaty-nutty deliciousness found its way into my cart. I have decided there is nothing better after a run than a big spoonful of Nutella and peanut butter. I was in heaven. I am considering eating a diet of nothing but Nutella. Okay, maybe an occasional graham cracker or spoonful of peanut butter here or there. This stuff is out of this world! Now that this jar of Nutella is in my cupboard I am going to have to step up my training. I have also discovered why I do triathlons - so I can eat Nutella!
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