We are moving tomorrow. Looking around our apartment, you might not know it. We are, uh, perhaps a little behind on the packing front. How we managed to cram so much stuff into these 300 little square feet is beyond me.
Emmy continues her exploration of the box piles. I have a feeling she’ll be disappointed when the movers come tomorrow and dismantle her vertical playground.
Not afraid of heights, that cat!
Honestly, I am pretty exhausted right now, both physically and emotionally. Tonight was the last of the goodbyes, to my teammates, on the heels of a tough tempo run that I didn’t feel great about. I am surprised I held it together as well as I did. Between the stress of packing and moving logistics, the running (35 miles this week so far, and I’ve already played my day-off card) and the farewells, I’ve been kind on edge all week and was pretty close to losing it tonight!
I cannot wait for this move to be over.
Anyway. We pick up our truck bright and early tomorrow. Let the fun begin!
Today’s EAT: I wish the last supper were more special. But it was simple delivery. Summer rolls, beef satay and chicken bun from Baoguette:
Definitely tasty! I miss cooking, though! Take-out containers are getting old.
Today’s DRINK: I scrounged the last bottle of wine from the back of the fridge. A Rose Vinho Verde:
This Muralhas de Moncao blend is light and sweet!
Today’s RUN: I made a little joke to a couple of teammates a couple of weeks ago. We were discussing how workouts were getting longer after the summer season. “You know,” I said. “I’ll bet coach will bring that horrendous 2 X 4 mile tempo back just in time for me to leave.” Chortling ensued.
Well, guess what landed on the docket this week. Groan.
I know longer workouts are good for me, but I suck at them. Big time. 8 miles of tempo is really not my idea of fun, and I always lag behind the group compared to the shorter track workouts. But as we all know, running is hard sometimes. So I resisted the urge to skip out and gave it my best shot.
The assignment: 2 X 4 miles. First four at marathon pace. Last four at half-marathon pace. (My goal was 7:50-8:00 marathon pace, 7:30-7:40 half marathon pace.)
The results: I honestly thought this was going to look way worse when I was in the thick of it.
I guess the pace wasn’t actually that far off. And I managed to negative-split it, which is a huge improvement over last week.
The first loop felt fine and I forced myself to hold back from the pack in front of me, which was running ~7:45. The second loop? Sucked. Everyone else took off and I fell so far behind the group that I was running by myself. I had to force myself to finish the workout. Bleh.
I wish I’d executed better on my last (in-person) CPTC workout (for a while, anyway), but at the end of the day it’s 11 solid miles in the bag, so I’ll take it, right?
Today’s QUESTION: How many times have you moved in your adult life? This is number four for us. Yeah…it’s kind of getting old.