Last week, I mentioned my foot and ankle were bothering me after Saturday’s run. The soreness was actually running up the inside of my ankle, and it hurt all day Saturday and Sunday. I stretched it and did exercises and taped my ankle all week. It feels much better but it’s still there. I’m trying stay positive that the nagging beginnings of PF haven’t morphed into something else.
The week’s workouts were solid–almost 39 miles with two days of speed and my last 14 mile run. I’ve been hitting paces and still keeping the mileage at a moderate level. With one week to go until Diva Galveston, I feel prepared.
I ran this race last year, and this year I want to do things differently. First, I’m not planning to run this year’s race hard–last year’s heat and humidity taught me that. Last year, it was about 70 degrees with high humidity at the start and as soon as the sun was up, it got warmer very quickly. I pushed way too hard in the beginning foolishly thinking I could get another PR.
I faded miserably and by the end I was more than done! Needless to say, I was disappointed and delirious with exhaustion because I hamming it up and posing for pics like the one above. I couldn’t resist having some fun!
The course is really scenic along the beach and parts of historic Galveston, which remind me of Savannah, Gerogia and a little bit of New Orlenas. This time, I’m planning to enjoy it and not really try to push too hard. It’s a fun weekend getaway too. Last year, we didn’t get to relax and enjoy the day before the race a little more because after we raised the expo we didn’t have much time to grab dinner and get back to our hotel. I’m going with two of my friends who ran it last year–the same two I ran with last year. Stay tuned for next week!
I spent some time in the garden and planted some flowers and herbs: rosemary, cilantro, lavender, and basil. I also planted a tomato plant, cucumber and a raspberry bush. I hope we get some good “crops.” The kids were so excited to buy the plants from the store with dreams of dancing dill pickles in their head. They dug the holes for planting, placed the plants, and were experts at directing each other. “No you do that. I’m doing this!” lol. But when it came to cleaning up, it was a ghost town. Lol.
How was your week?