What a week, what a week. It’s a miracle I got any fitness in at all.

Sunday: Did 17.4k in 1:52:51. I ran the first 6k solo and met up with Kate and Kendal to do the rest. I felt strong and this run was relatively speedy for a longer run.

Monday: Kitchen yoga.

Tuesday: I ran home from work, a 10k tempo run. I hit so many red lights it felt like an interval training and not a longer run. Oh well. I chose to run home from work because I had a meeting at 7pm. I was running late and ran super fast to make up for it, resulting in my fastest 10k ever: 54:23. Only, thanks to all the red lights, I don’t think it really counts.

Wednesday: Kitchen yoga.

Thursday: I had not one but two work events to go to in the evening, so I got up early to do my speedworkout. I had to do a 10 minute warm-up, 8×400 sprints and a 10 minute cooldown. I ran to Riverdale Park track (warm-up) and alternated between running 1 loop and walking a half-loop. I think this made my sprints less than 400m (I think the track is like 360m) and my breaks a bit longer than a minute, but it got done. Then I ran home and felt like a smug jerk for the rest of the day.

Friday: Nothing. I probably should have done yoga, but after the late night, sleep was my #1 priority.

Saturday: Kitchen yoga. I’m supposed to do a 45 minute “easy” run, but it was pouring when I woke up. And Jill and I are heading to Picton this afternoon for the County Marathon tomorrow. This is only the second run I’ve missed since starting training, so I’m not going to worry about it too much.

On a related note, I’ve decided I’m sick of looking at my phone every time I need to know the time of day. So I’ve picked out a fancy schmancy watch (which will also solve my ‘I never wear jewelry’ problem) and I will buy it for myself if I run Scotiabank under 2:00. Bribery. It works every time.

At least I hope it does.