Let's see, Saturday I ran 5 miles, I think.
Last night Ross' game got rained out (Yay!) so Bruce and I rode bikes. We did two loops on Whiteside Hill. I think that comes out to 22 miles. I averaged 18.2 mph (we kind of lollygaged for the first couple of miles - I'm told that's called a warm up. ;) ) Then we hopped off the bikes and ran one mile.
This morning I was waked by the TV that Bruce had fallen asleep in front of. It didn't even register until a baby on TV started crying. Then I jumped up thinking Clayton was strangling in his crib or something. That was about 4:15. Unfortunately my brain had started turning, and I couldn't get back to sleep. Finally I gave up, and went for a run at about 5:30. I must have been still tired from last night's work-out, because this morning I just didn't have it. I walked about 1 mile of my 5 mile run. No pep what-so-ever. I'm going to be so tired today. That stupid TV totally screwed me up because now I won't be able to get up tomorrow to run with the group. I'm probably taking Friday off, because I think I'm doing a time trial on Saturday. (Bike race)
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awesome renae! you're gonna kick serious bootie at the triathalon this year!
Stupid TV baby crying! So glad our bedrooms are so far from our family rooms. I do, however, get street noises that wake me up too often. I once had a couple arguing at the top of their lungs while walking down the street at 2am. Who does that?
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