Yesterday’s long run: 7 miles.
Today’s recovery run: 4 miles.
Seen on yesterday’s run along the West Side Highway:
There’s plenty of art along the Hudson River, but I found this piece so completely arresting that I had to stop and take some pictures. It’s called River Gazers, and it’s by Elizabeth Allison.
My 7 miles went well. This was my longest run since February, and I’ve been being very cautious and listening to every ache and pain in my body. The second something feels wrong, I’ll back off, but for now training is going well. My splits:
Mile 1 — 9:06
Mile 2 — 8:57
Mile 3 — 9:34
Mile 4 — 9:13
Mile 5 — 9:17
Mile 6 — 9:10
Mile 7 — 9:12
I finished in 1:04:29 for an average pace of 9:13. I’ll take it.
Best way to refuel: a cookie from a kid. My running buddy neighbor across the hall made cookies and her son shared them with us. Chocolate chips, oats, cranberries, and walnuts — this was a serious cookie. Daniel and I shared it while walking the dogs, and then I met my new friend Courtney for a green power smoothie at Peacefood Cafe.
Also a good way to refuel. We walked and talked for awhile, mostly about running and good food and things that make us happy. Great afternoon.
I was going to take the day off running today, but friends from my building were running so I decided that a recovery run wouldn’t do me any harm. In fact, I figured it might help me recover not only from yesterday’s long run but also from last night’s festivities. Friends of mine were in town from Illinois, so a few too many beers and a 2 am bedtime meant I woke up at 7:30 feeling not so hot. What better way to start the day than sweating out the toxins, right? Right.
We ran 4 miles in 38:51, taking turns pushing my young cookie-sharing friend in the jogging stroller — again, that is a serious workout. There is no possible way I have any alcohol left in my system because I was sweating buckets.
And now? Feeling fabulous. I don’t go out and go crazy very often, but when I do, I swear by an early run the next morning. Hangovers, I will pound you into the pavement.
So how did I do on my training this week? Well, here’s what I scheduled for myself:
And here’s what I actually did:
I ran a little more than I’d planned, and I also did absolutely no strength training, cross training, or yoga. Whoops.
What can I say? It’s summer. Instead of strength training, Wednesday night brought me to the High Line for a beer and a long walk in the sunshine.
It was windy and perfect.
Daniel and I meandered through the entire park, people watching and talking.
I feel so lucky to live in a city with so much green space.
Thursday night I was supposed to do yoga with Leslie, but the class we picked ended up being a misprint on the schedule. So of course we found someplace with outdoor seating to have drinks instead.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: beer is a great pre-fun fuel.
So, Wednesday and Thursday were a wash training-wise, but it was totally worth it. Summer evenings spent outdoors with awesome people and beers? Fine by me.
(That said, this week I’m going to try to get in at least one decent strength workout. Might have to get up early to do so, but that just means more free nights to have fun.)
So what’s the consensus? Anyone else out there fuel runs with beer? Anyone recover from a little too much beer by running? And anyone have a great beer recommendation for me?
Signing off so I can go make pancakes and walk my puppies, but I’ve got food pics from this weekend to share mighty soon… Happy Sunday, friends.