May 12, 2008
I had these big plans to stop posting our numbers, but you know…. I just can’t get wrapped up in The Petty anymore.
We never did do Week 7, Day 3 because I think I totally killed myself on that last run. By jumping in the pool after running, I think I totally kept myself from getting better and actually made myself worse. I felt like crap all weekend and so flaked out on completing Week 7.
Both MB and I had a kind of rough start to the week today, too, so I finally just told her: “We need to run. Let’s forget the numbers, we just need to run to get rid of our crappy moods. Let’s go tonight.”
And so we did.
I’m not really counting this as Week 8, Day 1, just because we totally went off the program and well, we basically kicked ass:
Total Time: 49:43 (We broke the mix!)
Total Distance: *Ahem* 3.16 miles (Psssst. That = 5K! And then some.)
Total Pace: 15:43
Training Time: 38:18
Training Distance: 2.55
Training Pace: 15:01
Yeeeeeah. I’m a little damn proud of us tonight. Once we started running, we just kept going. When we needed to walk, we walked. When I wanted to stop, I kept going. We planned to walk “just to cool down” and by the time we turned around to get back to her house, we (I was) were ready to run again.
We lost a whole chunk of our mileage and time off of the Garmin because I hit the “start/stop” button, instead of the “lap” button, but we made it work. Through a lot of anal tracking through the rest of the run and sitting there for a half an hour after in order to figure out exactly what that tracking meant.
I even drove the route when I left her house just to make sure that we had it correct. Did I mention how anal I am when it comes to these numbers?
So, pretty good tonight. I’m stoked for Saturday. Both of our husbands are going out of town tomorrow (no, not together), so we’ll run again on Wednesday. I am working the booth to hand out race packets on Thursday, and I think maybe I want us to go for one more after that. Friday is GNO and then Saturday is race day.
After tonight, I finally feel ready.
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The Petty for me, is getting kind of old. I’m sick of people who are constantly giving me their resumes. Their resumes of how good of a person they are, how good of a friend they are, how great of a parent they are, how great of a negotiator they are, how absolutely awesome they are in every way, shape or form.
I’m all for tooting your own horn, but there really is a time and place. Well, that’s how I feel anyway. If someone is talking about money troubles, I don’t sit there and brag about how much I make (or Jesse, really, since I don’t really make all that much ha!) or new things we just bought. If someone is worrying about their parenting skills and/or issues they are having with their child, I don’t sit there and brag about how awesome of a parent I am and how awesome my girls are. I make it a point to not try to steal other people’s limelight and though I am competitive by nature, I don’t try to make everything a competition.
When other people do this, that’s when I feel like they are giving me their resumes as a person, as a friend, as a parent, as whatever and it gets really old, really fast. I’ve been dealing with that an awful lot over the past couple of years, so when I get a double whammy of: “This is how good I am and why I am better than you.” It kind of makes me want to snap a little.
But I think what I will work on in the next little bit here is… not. Snapping, that is.
It’s just not worth it anymore.