Sunday Chuck joined me in 5K #20. It has been so nice having a walking buddy. We can walk without talking and it doesn't feel awkward. Just having someone there with you makes the whole experience more enjoyable.
We were both experiencing some aches and pains so we walked rather slowly. His chronic neck pain was really giving him trouble and my right hip and ankle were making themselves known. I think running on the treadmill the night before might be to blame. I have trouble running on those things. I always feel a little off balance and sometimes the belt slips on mine almost causing my knee to bend the wrong way.
After the walk the endorphins were flowing and I felt great. My hip and ankle started feeling better around mile 2.
I felt so good that I fertilized the lawn and spread a few more rye grass seeds.
I had some energy to spare so I walked for a little more than a quarter mile at a brisk pace then jogged (it's hard for me to call it running when I'm so slow) back plus a little further down another street. I felt like I could have gone further but Chuck and I were heading to the shooting range for him to practice.
Confession 1: I've been having half marathon medal images dancing in my head since Shelley's race. I know it was a difficult run but meeting her throughout the course and seeing her cross that finish line got me so into the moment that I felt like I was participating in the race as well. And I want some bling!
So yesterday I picked up a copy of Marathoning for Mortals. It has plans for people of any physical shape. Walk, Walk/Run (where you walk mostly but run some too), Run/Walk (you run more than walk), and Run. There are training schedules for half and full marathons.
I'm not saying that I am going to run one but I would like to train towards one. The book is very encouraging and gives you the hope that you can complete one too.
After I picked up the book Chuck and I were starving.
Confession 2: I haven't been so hungry that I could eat an entire buffet on my own in a long time. Last night I was. I felt like a bottomless pit. Food was not safe near me.
What's the reasonable thing to do when you feel like this? Go home and make a healthy dinner, you say? Oh noooooo. We decide to head to our favorite Mexican food restaurant.
Chips, salsa, queso, flauta, 1/2 chicken enchilada, 1/2 chicken al carbon rolled in flour tortilla, and a small chocolate ice cream cone. Yeah, that finally soothed the beast. I can't bring myself to even think about the carbs and calories.
Seriously, I haven't felt like a bottomless pit in a while. It wasn't emotional eating or anything like that. I was just hungry. Not even hungry, I was hawngry.
Could all the exercising be causing it? Definitely going to eat small meals throughout the day to keep the beast at bay.
I'm pretty sure there was a calorie surplus yesterday. Time to work it off. 5K #21, here I come.