There are consequences

There are always consequences to the choices we make, both good and bad. Wednesday, I spent the day home with a sick baby and that left me raiding the food pantry and fridge all day long. It was one poor choice after another, but boy, did it all taste great! Not one fruit or veggie, not once. I knew I would pay for these choices, but it didn't stop my hand from stuffing food in my mouth.

This morning, after a two hour hustle and bustle with the kids, I ventured out to the track, excited to get in a good stress relieving workout. Knowing that my body might act a little sluggish, I started with a longer warm up than usual. Sluggish? That was an understatement. Each stride was a reminder of what I ate, how much I ate, and how I wish (only slightly wish) that I had made a few better food choices. Ever try running through a mud pit waist deep? Yep, it was like those good o'l days of high school when we played mud flag football only this morning, I was running on a completely flat as a pancake track with no mud in sight. Slug, slug, slug.

Longer than usual warm up, 2 miles of 400's (6:20-7min/mi pace), finished with a 1 x 1 mile and a cool down. At the end of my cool down, Mr. Costen's 1st grade PE class came sprinting down the hill and onto the track to line up for the 400 "sprint!" Nearly 20 kids gathered in the 6 lanes and took off running with the sound of the whistle. My first thought was that there was NO way my pride would allow a little kid to catch up to me, how humiliating that would have been! My next thought was just how cute these six little girls were as they rounded the first curve, hand in hand, skipping along (not running). After stopping my Garmin (first things first), I turned back to catch this group of delightful little girls and we all ran (instead of skipping) and chatted to the finish. Highlight of my run for sure.

After a much needed pep talk from Meredith at AE and an hour of lifting, I was finally able to deal with my choices and consequences and just move on. Yes, needed to allow myself to splurge, but didn't enjoy the workout when I really was looking forward to it. Live and learn, move on. Today was a day of good choices, so hoping that my run will feel great tomorrow.

Friday: 6-7 miles on flat trail

Saturday: off

Sunday: long run!! 13 miles