Planned, Unplanned

I had great intentions coming into this week. I was going to get back into the routine of working out 6 days, resting one. Life got in the way once again, though, and things did not really go according to plan.
I thought about trying to get into the spinning class again on Sunday but in the end I decided to rest. My legs were tired after last Saturday's run and honestly I was just feeling lazy. I don't know what has happened the last few weeks. I was really into the routine and now that I am out of it, I find it so much easier to make excuses.
Monday's plan was 5 miles. I thought it might be possible to run outside, too, but then Leo got sick. He wanted me to come to his doctor's appointment, which was at 5:50. We didn't get home until 7:00 and by then running was pretty much out. On Tuesday I did go to the gym. I was going to do 20 mins elliptical and 20 minutes on the treadmill with intervals. I got through the 20 mins on elliptical and was about 7 minutes into the treadmill part when Leo started bugging me to leave. Once again, laziness kicked in and I cut the work out short.
Wednesday the group met at Lunken. I was really hoping we would not run on the bike path because usually I find it so incredibly boring. Not only that, but there is a stretch of the path that is several miles long and always seems to be never ending. So, I got there Wednesday and not only were we running the bike path, but it was way colder than I thought and I under dressed. The schedule said we were going to do 7 miles, but the plan was changed to 30 minutes out and then turn around, so that is more like 6 miles for me. Lindsay and Holly were there so I stayed back with them for the first 30 mintues. It was so cold, though, no one was really saying much. Once we hit 30 minutes and turned I had run out of patience and decided to haul it back to the terminal because I was freezing. I didn't have my head gator which I usually put around my neck and pull up over my chin on really cold days, so the bottom half of my face was turning numb. I guess cold is a good motivator for me, because I just started passing everyone. The pace felt hard to me, so I started counting my steps to help myself from thinking about being tired. Eventually I made it up to another small group of people who I have been running with when Lindsay and Holly aren't there or I feel like picking up my pace. One of the women is a coach. The two of us broke away from that group and continued the hard pace. I have to say, if I had been alone I would have slowed down. I wanted to slow down, but having someone with me always helps. We ended up being the first people back, and I ran the last mile in 8:57. I think that is probably one of my fastest miles ever. Aside from my numb face, I was pretty happy. Running the bike path at night was kind of fun, too. I would never do it alone, but it was fun to look out and see all the lights of the airport and city.
Last night I went to the gym. I was going to the treadmill/elliptical combination again, but the gym was packed, and there were no elliptical machines with TVs open, so I just got on the treadmill and did an easy 3 miles. I felt like I was being kind of lazy again, but I was tired and not in the mood to push myself for the second night in a row.
Tomorrow the group is doing a 10K at Lunken (again!) I did this race last year and had a 10K PR which I beat in the Thanksgiving Day race. I am tired of Lunken and also feel like I need to get some more miles in, so I am going to be running with two girls from work who are also training for the Flying Pig. They live in Kentucky and we are meeting over there. I am not very familiar with that area, so it should be a nice change of scenery. The only thing that kind of makes me sad is that they sent me an e-mail saying that they both wear their I-pods the entire time and don't really talk. I like to have music when I am running alone, but not when I am with others. I feel like it kind of defeats the purpose of being with other people if you are just going to run as if they aren't there and not talk at all. I've never done more than 6 miles with music, so I need to beef up my playlist tonight to make sure I have enough songs to last that long.
Leo still isn't feeling well, so we are going back to the doctor this afternoon. Hopefully he can get some antibiotics and feel better, because honestly I am tired of hearing him whine. Why do men turn into gigantic babies whenever they are the least bit sick or hurt? I don't mind taking care of him sometimes, but its been a week now and I am losing patience. Oh, the joys of marriage.