I have no photo and no catchy subtitle today. I am a failure.
On Thursday, I ran 8k. I ran it the morning before work, less than 25 hours after my speedwork. I felt slow and sloggy, but I am pleased with the 52:49 time.
On Friday, I did nothing. I slept in instead. It was delightful.
On Saturday, I was supposed to go for a 45 minute run, but it has rained all day. Since I have a race tomorrow — the Island Girl half-marathon relay — I don’t think forcing myself through 45 minutes of running in the rain is worth it. I went to core yoga in the morning with JK instead. Anything that involved putting my forearms on the ground hurt my shoulder, which was a surprise to me. I tend to sleep with my shoulders all bunched, like balls of stress, but it might not be that. It might be from the time I fell off my bike last winter. Who knows? Bodies are weird.
Island Girl tomorrow. Andie told me to aim for a sub-55:00 finish. Eeeeeek.