Well folks it’s already Sunday. Where does the freakin’ weekend go? I feel like I blinked my eyes and it was over.
Friday I got home and skipped my usual pre-long run meal (terrible idea). I decided instead to eat some noodles with butter and parmesan cheese. I don’t even know if I want to confess what I normally eat. Fine. It’s Chef Boyardee Beef Ravioli. Yes that is the secret to my long run. I have no idea why this canned food item doesn’t upset my stomach. It’s the only thing that I have tried thus far that doesn’t cause the P.C.s during my long run on Saturday. Go figure. That Mr. Boyardee must have been a runner.
Saturday morning was a 14 miler. It felt waaay shorter than the 16 miler the weekend before. I did get some initial P.C. issues at about the 4 and 6 mile marks (stupid butter noodles) but after that it was smooth sailing.
Today I did my recovery 4 miler on the dread-mill and it really wasn’t that bad. I had some tunes and A/C. Pitbull’s, “I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho)” is quite fun to run to. It was also great to have that movie Beer Fest on the t.v. Cloris Leachman is my hero.
This week I am up to 46.25 miles!
Hope you all had a great weekend. I am off to cuddle with the attack terrier Lloyd.