I went to Hancock Fabrics this past weekend and bought 3 different fabrics and a bag of jingle bells. I feel like I'm a contestant on a Bravo show. Project Runway: Christmas Edition. I have this great idea in my head layering the two fabrics with the glitter netting underneath the skirt. Of course it's a mini-skirt since really i'm supposed to be wearing a speedo but I saw some really cute outfits online that I've stolen a little creativity from. Luckily this ensemble only has to last 1.5 miles so if I cheat a little on the sewing it's ok. I've checked the weather and although it's not going to be a warm day, it won't be freezing either and luckily the start time is 1 pm.
I have been training for two 5Ks in January and that has been going well. The runs with my team on Saturday are fun and keep me motivated. My speed is starting to come back and the horrible gasping is starting to subside. I have done some research and it's better for me to run every single day if I can with only one day off per week. Keep the runs short and slow for now. When the speed comes back, then I'll accept that as a gift.
What has returned and I am ever so grateful for is Runner's High. Last night I jumped on the treadmill at LA Fitness for a 2 mile run. I guess it was a jog or for some, a fast walk. I paced a 12 min mile the first mile and an 11 min mile on the second one. But I was amazed that about 4 minutes into the run, I was as high as a kite and I felt like I was floating. I promise I haven't been taking the Lortabs so it wasn't a narcotic-indused high.
I have had this high previously but last night's was just so sweet. I could not feel my legs touching the "ground" which of course was the treadmill. If you have never had this experience, I hope one day you do. It's very sweet. And it doesn't happen every time I run, but I get it quite a bit.
So it's 9 days left. I haven't lost any weight and I don't really care. I'm eating cleaner, I feel better, I'm running again and life is good.
