Today is Rob’s birthday. He hates birthdays.
Well, except for the part where there is cake. :)

Monday mornings are always hard. Monday mornings after a long run and skating for an hour are brutal. Ow. But on the other hand, YAY for half marathon training.

Sunday was great though. Maureen came over and we did my flat 8-mile route, which is far more manageable than my 6-7 mile hilly routes through Newton, and we beat the rain, too. Superior!

After she left, I ate some cereal with soy milk, took a shower, made myself some vegetable cous cous soup, and followed it up with a loooooong nap. When I woke up it was nearly time to get myself together for skating. My legs felt a little tired, but nothing too bad.

Skating was fun, as usual. I still kind of suck, but at least I’m not falling, and the people in my group are all very nice. They laugh at me when I clap and cheer for them. I can’t help it though; that’s just who I am. But holy hell. All that sculling. NOT great after an 8 mile run. My legs were shaking by the end of the hour, and the walk back to the car was all wobbly.

Fast forward to now and I am sore, sore, sore, but in a good way. Plus, I got to eat ice cream last night after all those calories burned. Totally earned it.

Those who know me well (read: in person), know that I never shut up. So what’s with all the silence online?

The month of January was crazy busy, and I wasn’t running much, so I didn’t have a lot to write about. Also, I’ve been reading and um… doing some work on myself and my relationship, which is not something I can comfortably blog about.

Running, honestly, has been so up and down this month. I mean, what the hell is with this weather we are having? There has been snow on the ground since late December, and the last storm made things extremely icy, so much so that I could barely walk the dog, let alone run outside, safely, in the dark.

That said, I have been doing a lot of ice skating. Rob and I have been going on weekend dates to open skate, and I have been taking skating lessons at the nearby rink. I’m learning a lot and feeling much more comfortable on the ice, and I can skate backwards now! I’m not graceful and I can’t corner or stop fast, but I’m getting better. And it’s fun!

So this week I had such high hopes for my running. I had planned to run on Monday, but I felt terrible. Tuesday it snowed like hell. I tried to run, made it two blocks, slipped and fell, told the snow to go to hell, then went home and had a glass of wine. But today I ran at lunch. It was slow going, but at least the sun was out. The path along the Charles wasn’t plowed so much as it was packed down, so the footing wasn’t too bad. I ran probably just shy of 3 miles, and tomorrow I will probably try to run again. Saturday I have plans to run 6 with Maureen, so I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.