Toots and Sally Ride Again

Full day yesterday: work all day, Opera in the evening…  Where to fit my 4 miler?  And since I was so terrible about my schedule last week, I was determined to get it in.  I used to get up early every morning to start my day with yoga, but lately I’ve been having a really hard time waking up.   Maybe because it stays dark so much later or because I feel the most sore in the morning? The alarm goes off and I’d sell my soul for another 10 minutes under the covers. So this pre-work run thing was quite optimistic.

And this is how the morning went:  Alarm goes off.  I hit snooze 2x.  Realized that if I hit it a 3rd time, I would not get any miles in. Got dressed in the clothes I laid out the night before (SMRT!) grabbed my pod and my jacket and walked out the door followed by the musical barking of my favorite snuggle-buddy.  Walked 20 yards and then tried to run.  Shooting pain in right achilles.  Aching hips, quads, calves. Turned around and walked home. Picked up (still barking) fuzz-face.  I actually ended up walking/ running/ shuffling? for about 2 miles or 40 minutes.  In the dark.  With my headlamp.  Better than nothing, and the little guy couldn’t have been happier.  I’ll say it again:  Blech.