So after eating alittle too much on turkey day, I knew Friday's workout would be a punisher lasting at least 2:15 and most likely 2:30 hours. When the alarm went off at 5 AM, I admittedly hit the snoze a few times, then finally drug myself out of bed.
I arrived at work around 6:10AM. Only the die hard exercisers are here at this hour, especially on Black Friday. I went through the "punishers" opening act by doing a good 40-45 minutes of weight training. My program right now is focusing on running specific movements since the marathon is 40 some days away. I felt good during my lifting program and was ready to hit the road.
One problem, it was starting to rain and I was debating staying inside and just riding the bike or do an interval session with the treadmill and bike. As I was deciding, one of my staff members, Bill Strube, made a simple observation and statement. He said something along the lines of "You should go outsidde becasue it might rain on race day." That was all the motivation I would need. Usually I don't mind the rain, but in the cold it SUCKS. I have always made that coment to myself in the summer or spring, but late fall is cold. It was only like 40 degrees when I went outside. I was glad I did because it was just a light drizzle most of the time, so I was not that wet. Doing a 10 miler the day after Thanskgiving is not as easy as it sounds, 1:15 minutes of pain and suffering.
Once I returned from my run, I thanked Bill for his comments of motivation. I tooked a 15 minute break and then hopped on a stationary bike in hopes of doing 1 hr. After 15 minutes I realized I needed food and was under nurished from my run and weight training. Bill brought me over a Clif Bar, but I was feeling a little woozy and decided that after 41 minutes I would wrap it up. Trying to listen to my body, and my body was saying thats it. I stretched for a while then took a much needed shower so I could go to work. Thank god I was already at work, my comute is less thena 30 seconds.
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