Friday, February 10, 2006
THEN AGAIN, MAYBE I WON'T....
Well, while I was out on the bike with Pat for our "shorter ride," I was feeling good and full of pep and I thought I'd go run for 45 minutes later on. Our "shorter ride" was 40 miles. Pat did 40 miles on her own yesterday, too. Oh, and on hills -- trucked her bike out to where she could do some hill work. This woman is made of iron. I, on the other hand, seem to be made of aluminum foil, because I am tired now and feel more like taking a nap than going for a run. Maybe I'll take the nap and THEN go for a run.
I haven't run all week. After Monday's 75-mile ride I didn't have a run in me as scheduled for Tuesday, so I swam instead. Wednesday, a 6-mile hike. Yesterday, mostly off... Steve and I took a sightseeing trip and stopped a couple times to "see where this trail goes," hiking maybe a mile each time.
But I'm tired. I want to keep up with my biker buddy but I don't want to crash again.
Then again, this 65-year-old great-grandmother I've been buddying around with isn't juggling 3 sports. Well, I guess she does 2... biking and golf. Well, 3.... hiking. I do biking, running, swimming, hiking. The hiking is what I do on my "active recovery" day.