Weekend Wrap Up

Runner’s stomach is a real thing (I mean, it’s on the Google at least) and it sucks. So the past few weekends I have been making small changes to my Friday night routine to make sure that I don’t waste my Saturday’s being miserable.

A few adjustments I have made (begrudgingly):

No coffee before long runs. What am I? A robot?

More electrolytes. Some of you may remember my wise decision to chase Skol Vodka with lemon lime Gatorade my freshman year of college, I actually do not. I am sure some people (you know who you are) told me it was a bad idea and I likely told them I would be fine.  I was in fact not fine and I came out of that experience alive, but with an aversion to all Gatorade. Unfortunately for me, it’s the Chicago Marathon’s drink of choice so I have decided that after 5 marathons, I am going to work on possibly, maybe, drinking a few sips. Gross.

Eating earlier. I’m a morning person. Like the rise and shine, do 3 loads of laundry before work, kind of morning person. But the thought of having to wake up to eat at 4 am for a 6:30 am run stinks (even to me). This means my bedtime on Friday night is roughly. . .basically when I get home from work.

No cheese. Just on Friday night though. . I’m not crazy. This is sadly the hardest adjustment I’ve had to make because the past several years of training I’ve looked forward to Friday night pizza or pasta. This past Friday I ate chicken (ugh) and vegetables (super boring ugh).

It’s hard to tell since this past weekend was a cut back week and *only* 8 miles BUT no issues after so I guess the next 12 weeks are going to be super boring.

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Because of thunderstorms, CES group runs were cancelled on Saturday morning which meant an extra hour of sleep for me (yay). Around 7:45 am, I headed out for an 8 mile swim. . . kidding, run. The first 4 miles were at long run pace and then last 4 miles were race pace (scary).

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Then afterward I taught Lola how to plank. She’s clearly a quick learner.

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Then today at lunch Deanne and I biked over to the Soldier Field Sled Hill to get in our hill repeats. Our plan was to do 8 hills until an old guy running near us challenged us to do 2 more. . . positive peer pressure I guess.

Since we worked out sans phones, no photos were taken (you’re welcome) so I will leave you with this.

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