Sunny Days!

The sun popped out its beautiful head today, and I tried to make the most of it. Along with walking around campus, I fit in a 3-mile walk with mom, followed by a 2-mile study break (MUCH needed!) It was absolutely wonderful. I wanted to run, but decided to save the energy for tomorrow at the gym with the sister. :)

Sooo...my news:

You'll have to wait till March 1st. :) I'm so cruel.

Back in the Groove...

I'm finally back to 100% normality (whatever that might mean?) No flu, no stomach ache, and lots and lots of energy. Being sick might be seen as even a blessing...for one thing, it gave my muscles practically a week off. For another, I gave up caffeine for the entire week since it just wasn't appealing at the time. Now I feel a lil' more energetic without it. But my love for a hot cup of joe with soymilk hasn't subsided, so I still plan on saving it for the weekends when I can truly enjoy it. :) Or maybe even the occasional 'pick-me-up.'

Yesterday was a wonderful workout day. Nothing too fancy or over the top, but I just felt so darn good. :) I walked around campus, came home to go for a nice brisk walk with mom, and later went to the gym for a 3-mile interval run with the sister. I forgot how much I truly did miss running, and even going on a treadmill made me smile from ear to ear. I bounced between 6.2-7.0 mph on a 2% incline for about 30 minutes, and loved the music they were playing. Kept me grooving. :)

Stay tuned for some official foodie news sometime this week! :)

Summed Up Sundays

Monday: 3-mile run...that was sooo very long ago, but if I can recall correctly, it was a gloriously wonderful run too! Sun brightly shining, legs feeling good, etc, etc.
Tuesday: ...just never works for me. It's either a "get up early and go to the gym" morning or a "relax, make coffee, eat oats" morning. I usually always choose the latter. :-) This week especially, since it's when I started with the whole stomach flu...blah!
Wednesday: 3-mile walk...icky, evil stomach flu!!
Thursday: 2-mile run/waddle...probably one of those days I shouldn't have run considering I hadn't been eating much since Tuesday, buttt I did anyways.
Friday: Nada! But lots of walking around campus, taking stairs instead of elevators, parking in the furthest parking lot, etc.
Saturday: 5-mile walk

All Summed Up: 5-miles of running, 8-miles walking, and some 'excess' walking around campus (aka, looking for little ways to get more walking in.)

It was an off week. But right now all I care about is getting myself better, getting my energy back, and getting my stomach back to where eating a whole bowl of oatmeal doesn't seem like an olympic sized event.

I'll huff and puff and blow it away...

It's funny how you can feel so victorious and determined to beet the flu bug one day and feel so small and pathetic the next. That was me this morning, in all my glory. I spent about an hour just groaning in bed, wishing someone would put me out of my misery.

I absolutely abhor being sick! This past week, I fit in one 3-mile run and a 2-mile waddle/run. It wasn't pretty. And now despite my stomach upset, I'm dying for a good run where I can think and zone out all at the same time. Running keeps me sane. I feel so lost without it. :-(

An end before a beginning...

I'm determined that today will be that day. That day when I can finally say, "Yeah, I'm over that darn stomach flu. I conquered those endless trips to the ladies room...repeat to self: *I* am victorious."

Then I look outside and see the cold wind wipping itself through the oak treas. Snow flurries pop out here and there, just to tease me, as if to say "it's still February, you can't get rid of us yet!" They could be here for a long while. Or they could disappear in a few seconds as the temperature rises ten degrees. This is New England...anythings possible.

So, then I decide that today maybe isn't quite that day. But it is still the end before the beginning. Tomorrow I'll be back into the groove with a 4-mile run. You may find me sprawled out on the side of the road by the end. Or you may find me grinning from ear to ear and wanting nothing more then to turn that 4 into a 10, blissfully lost in my endorphin rush. Either case is a likely scenario...

This is my blog...I love to run and I love to eat. It didn't take me too long to figure out that these oftentimes fit together beautifully. :)