In my running life, today was a momentous occasion. This morning marked my “official” return to speed work. It was a big deal for me, as the last speed training I did was back over the winter of 2013, when the mystery injury saga started. Even though I trained for a marathon this fall, I was extra careful not to overload myself and only ran at the pace my body felt at any given day. Although I still have nagging reminders of my injury (which very well may never be “normal” again), I feel strong enough to return to actual training – all elements included.
I had a late meeting last night (I didn’t get home until well after 10:00 p.m.), so when the alarm went off this morning and the wind was howling outside my bedroom window with sub-zero temperatures awaiting me en route to the car, the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed. But I did.
Running outside wasn’t an option, as it was bitterly cold and the roads were completely iced over. It had been so long since I’ve been to the gym with an agenda, that I almost forgot about the epic battles that go on for use of the premiere equipment. Even arriving before 5:30 a.m., I found myself waiting for one of the two “magic” treadmills (it was the only reason I joined, after all). Thankfully, it wasn’t too long of a wait. I hopped on, scribbled my interval segments and paces onto a sticky note, and started running.
It was hard. Really hard. Both physically and mentally. I loved every second of it (and I love it even more now that it’s over)!
As for the Whole 30, I have actually been surprising myself. I have stuck to the plan 100% so far with no cheats. On Sunday afternoon I spent about 3 hours between two difference grocery stores (what are coconut aminos anyways??!!?), menu-planned, and bought all the ingredients so that this week would be a little less boring. I am hoping that once you have an established shopping routine this gets easier, because it was incredibly time-consuming to find recipes, let alone searching for all of the odd ingredients! Our dinner last night was pretty amazing though – a slight modification from a recipe that I found on another blog (the original recipe called for the meal to be served as a salad). The longer I stick with it, the more I am starting to see how much junk really is put in our foods. Reading labels of things that *should* be self-evident is incredibly frustrating!