We had a cold, wet weekend in Houston. I got up Saturday ready for a run but it was pouring and there was just no way. Every time I even thought about running it would start raining harder. So I gave in to the weather.
Instead I decided to work on my core. Planks. Ugh. Those things are tough!
I'm going to challenge myself this month to work my way up to holding a five minute plank. I thought about working up to 10 minutes but really it's such a boring exercise that 5 minutes is all I want to commit to doing.
So I started with a one minute plank, rest, then a two minute plank. My core was shaking! And I sure felt it the next day. Ouch! My idea is to do my planks every other day and work up to at least 3 five minute ones. We'll see how it goes. ;)
Saturday morning, while I'm planking, Chuck makes me a perfect omelet with bacon, cheese, jalapenos and sour cream. Oh my. This is good eats.
Afterwards we went to a friend's daughter's high school play. She did a great job. This is before the play. Twelve Angry Jurors. They sure were angry!
Sunday I knew I had a run to do. No excuses! My body was still sore from planks and from run and bike ride and hike last week. Though it wasn't much it was still enough to make these muscles sore!
First, to get groceries. It was nuts!!! Crazy crowded. When I finally got home I had a little lunch (deli meat, cheese and mustard wrapped in lettuce leaves) and let that settle then suited up for the run.
It was cold and windy. Not my favorite running conditions. Chuck suggested I wait. As I told him, if I wait for the perfect conditions I'd only run three times a year! Nope. I made a commitment to this.
Ok, it's not like I was going out for a 14 mile run like some people I know. (Good job, Kent!) Just three miles for me. I remember not too long ago when three miles was nothing! But now it's tough. It was hard because of the wind, the sore legs and core, and I still suck air when running. Takes a while to build everything back up.
So a slow 3 miles done. I ran 3 minutes and walked two. Not a stellar performance but it was a run and I felt great afterwards.
As soon as I cooled off it was time to make football food: wings!
I made the famous garlic parmesan wings
And traditional buffalo style wings
Both were a huge hit! I asked which the family preferred but they had trouble picking. Both are terrific!
Now for some random things:
Rachel made a beautiful cake! Let's not even talk about cake temptation. Just admire it. She came up with her own buttercream frosting. I'd like to tell you I have no idea how it tasted. But that would be a lie. ;)
Chuck and I had to run some errands. I love that I live in an area where it's not uncommon to see cows grazing by the road because they got out.
Mmmmm......free range burgers and steaks. I'll name this one T-bone.
While leaving Lowe's home improvement store, there was a little boy maybe 9 or 10 years old selling tickets to a Boy Scout pancake supper. The last thing I need is pancakes so I told him no. The disappointment on his face got to me. He was so cute and all I could see was my little boy's face when I looked at him.
Chuck and I went to the car and I kept telling him how guilty I felt. That little boy's disappointed face just kept coming to mind. So Chuck gave me his last $5 so I could go buy a ticket I really didn't need. Then I got to see that cute little boy smile. Totally worth the money.
Chuck: Feel better?
Me: YES! Thank you so much! Now if I could only find a homeless person to give the pancake supper ticket to, my day would be complete.
Chuck: Surely you're not that naive, Kelly. They don't want pancakes. They want something else.
Ha! Such a cynic. LOL But he's probably right. I still have that ticket. Anyone want to go to a pancake supper in the south Houston area?
In other news, I registered Chuck and I for the Armadillo Dash 5K with Shelley in College Station on March 4th! It'll be a lot of fun even though they do have hills there. Darn hills. The Armadillo Dash was the first race I ran with Shelley and it was when we first met in person! Jeff, Shelley's husband, will be running the half marathon so we will get to cheer for him too.
I also counted the weeks left until my next half marathon: 7 weeks! Yikes! I have to get busy. I should have run 6 miles on Sunday! I can do this.