Monday: Rest day
I was up at 2:45 a.m. to make my 5 a.m. flight and once I made it to Atlanta, I had just a little time before the opening plenary at the conference. Then we (we=Andrea and I) had dinner plans with our friends Kate and Brian right after the last session of the day:
I loved this place! It was within walking distance from Kate and Brian’s and all of the food was SO flavorful. Not pictured was the chocolate bomb dessert. Amazing.
After dinner, I work for a couple of hours and literally passed out with my laptop still on.
Wednesday: 4 miles in 37:52
I have to admit that I was motivated by BBQ to make myself get this run in. I got to bed late so didn’t get up early enough to run before the morning session, but we had an afternoon break during the conference. So I took advantage of the free time to get a quick run in. It was my first post-Ragnar run and my legs were definitely still tired and heavy, but still no soreness to speak of.
After taking a quick shower, Andrea and I took MARTA eastbound to meet Kate and Brian for some delicious BBQ.
Oh man. This is exactly the reason I’m not a vegetarian anymore. Although I have to admit, I love the side options offered at BBQ joints just as much as the BBQ itself.
After dinner, Kate and Brian took us to this cute little dessert shop/bakery to get desserts to go (to eat once we weren’t full anymore) and we took a walk around the park to burn a few calories!
I went to bed the night before feeling like I was coming down with something and woke up Thursday morning with a headache. The morning sessions weren’t super interesting, so I stayed in bed and got some work done. Once the conference got out, we headed to the airport and grabbed something to eat. I checked the flight status on my phone and saw that it was delayed by about 20 minutes. That was going to make my one hour, now 40 minute layover interesting. Not two minutes later it updated to say my flight was not delayed by over an hour and I’d miss my connection altogether.
So we headed over to try and rebook my flight. I wasn’t able to get on any other flight back to MSP until 3:30 p.m. the next day. Once I was rebooked I was told to wait for them to get my hotel taken care of. After about 30 minutes of waiting, I went up to one of the gate agents to find out that they were no longer giving out hotel vouchers because the reason for the delay had now been changed from mechanical issues to “air traffic issues.” Thanks. So I got back on the train and since Kate and Brian are amazing, they picked me up from the station and took me in for the night.
At least I got to see this little guy again!
Went to work with Kate! And FINALLY got back home to Minneapolis around 10 p.m.
Saturday: 3.39 miles in 35:24
Just some easy miles with Mandy before I left for the day to celebrate J’s grandma’s 80th birthday! Nothing out of the ordinary here.
Sunday: 16 miles in 2:46
At the risk of sounding overdramatic, this was like, the worst day ever. (warning: I’m about to get real whiny) It all started with the run. I was up and at my friend John’s house by 8 a.m. Already, I know this was a later start than we should have gotten, but I got home super late from the birthday party the night before. I ran with my Polar handheld water bottle and we set out to do one loop around Lake Harriet and then do the majority of the run on the shaded path along Minnehaha Creek. I think we both felt doomed from the start. The air was heavy and sticky and my legs felt like they weighed a million pounds. I was having a hard time keeping my heart rate down and we just couldn’t seem to get enough water. But somehow we stayed around a 9:30 pace for about the first half of the run. Buuuuut then it started to go downhill. And it got even more ugly when we had about four more miles to go. John was feeling pretty water logged and I could feel my PF getting worse with each step I took. After shuffling along for two miles, we decided to walk/run the last two miles.
Even if it means not getting much sleep, I will never wait until 8 a.m. to get out to run on a day that’s supposed to be so awful. Or I’ll do it on a treadmill (seriously). Lesson learned.
After my run I proceeded to get sick and then eat a Chipotle burrito and then took a shower and then laid down for about a half an hour before having to get ready to go to work. All I wanted to do was lay in the fetal position the rest of the day. It was 99 degrees when I got to work and six hours in that outdoor concession stand-like building I work in meant that I was gross and sweaty and continued to feel sick for the rest of my shift. I clocked out just after 9 p.m., came home and ate my staff meal and crashed. hard.
There was very little about this week that was balanced. Too much eating, too little sleep, too little exercise and definitely too much stress. Unfortunately, the next couple of weeks aren’t looking any better. I work both jobs on Thursday and Friday this week and then work Saturday-Monday (Labor Day) at the PT job and then work both jobs on Wednesday and Friday next week. I also have 18 miles this weekend. But I am looking forward to a trip to the State Fair, the Desaparecidos concert with the hubs and starting physical therapy for my foot this week!
Do you go to the state fair?
Any nightmare traveling stories?
Favorite southern food?