It was supposed to be a wet weekend, and it was. Thankfully the rain was warm and misty, not heavy and cold like I've come to expect of Seattle winter.
We ran 17 miles yesterday to give ourselves the option to party Saturday night and so I could attend my littlest sister's violin concert in Bellevue today.
Our run took us from Kenmore through Woodinville and down into Redmond along the Sammamish River Trail. It's a fairly rural route, which is nice, and only had a slight overlap with the route we took from Marymoor on the 13-mile run.
The good part was that Jeff rode his bike along with us as a mule and fed us water, snacks, and conversation when we needed it. It makes the long distances more tolerable. But the bad part was that the gloomy weather made 17 miles seem like it stretched on forever.
My knee started giving me grief around 7 miles so I popped more Aleve and used Icy Hot for the first time to good results (it's ICY, then it's HOT! Holy crap!) but it wore off and so I gimped along grumbling the rest of the way. As long as I kept moving, my knee felt OK, but if I stopped it cramped up to the point of being almost immovable. It's a bit stiff today and pops if I walk on it a lot, but I think it will be fine.
So the end result was we stopped a bit more than I would have liked so I could take care of myself, but our pace when we were moving was consistent with what I expected. We did have to take one scenic break to watch a duck fight with a fish it had caught. When we ran back by the duck after the turnaround, it was still struggling to swallow the too-giant fish whole.
Our total time was 3:07, about 15 minutes longer than our time without stopping (which was my original target). I can't complain but man, I wouldn't want to do it again. Our 19-mile run is in Amsterdam, so it will at least be very engaging.
Saturday night found us at a couple different get-togethers. I had plenty of time to soak my knee in a friend's hot tub with the unfortunate side-effect of taking a nasty spill on the slippery deck and banging up my opposite shin and buttcheek. I've got two huge bruises on my leg and it hurts to sit now, but at the time all the rum and coke made me think less of it.
It's just bad weekend for injuries. Not more than two hours ago I slipped while cutting onions for curry and drove our santoku deep into my middle finger, slicing my nail in half. OW. It certainly won't make practicing the guitar any easier.
My little sis's concert was fabulous. She's a really great violinist-- much better at her instrument than I was at playing clarinet in that grade. I'm really proud of her. I know she's got her own blog now. I just need her to remind me of the address so I can link to it.
I'm not too keen on this whole "daylight savings" thing being earlier. I guess it sucks either way, but it certainly made getting home at 2:30 AM last night a whole hour more painful. I took a two-hour nap today to make up for running and drinking myself into a stupor, but I'm ready to go sleep another eight hours. Wake me when this week is over.
Posted on March 11, 2007 @ 10:33 PM | 0 comments
We ran 17 miles yesterday to give ourselves the option to party Saturday night and so I could attend my littlest sister's violin concert in Bellevue today.
Our run took us from Kenmore through Woodinville and down into Redmond along the Sammamish River Trail. It's a fairly rural route, which is nice, and only had a slight overlap with the route we took from Marymoor on the 13-mile run.
The good part was that Jeff rode his bike along with us as a mule and fed us water, snacks, and conversation when we needed it. It makes the long distances more tolerable. But the bad part was that the gloomy weather made 17 miles seem like it stretched on forever.
My knee started giving me grief around 7 miles so I popped more Aleve and used Icy Hot for the first time to good results (it's ICY, then it's HOT! Holy crap!) but it wore off and so I gimped along grumbling the rest of the way. As long as I kept moving, my knee felt OK, but if I stopped it cramped up to the point of being almost immovable. It's a bit stiff today and pops if I walk on it a lot, but I think it will be fine.
So the end result was we stopped a bit more than I would have liked so I could take care of myself, but our pace when we were moving was consistent with what I expected. We did have to take one scenic break to watch a duck fight with a fish it had caught. When we ran back by the duck after the turnaround, it was still struggling to swallow the too-giant fish whole.
Our total time was 3:07, about 15 minutes longer than our time without stopping (which was my original target). I can't complain but man, I wouldn't want to do it again. Our 19-mile run is in Amsterdam, so it will at least be very engaging.
Saturday night found us at a couple different get-togethers. I had plenty of time to soak my knee in a friend's hot tub with the unfortunate side-effect of taking a nasty spill on the slippery deck and banging up my opposite shin and buttcheek. I've got two huge bruises on my leg and it hurts to sit now, but at the time all the rum and coke made me think less of it.
It's just bad weekend for injuries. Not more than two hours ago I slipped while cutting onions for curry and drove our santoku deep into my middle finger, slicing my nail in half. OW. It certainly won't make practicing the guitar any easier.
My little sis's concert was fabulous. She's a really great violinist-- much better at her instrument than I was at playing clarinet in that grade. I'm really proud of her. I know she's got her own blog now. I just need her to remind me of the address so I can link to it.
I'm not too keen on this whole "daylight savings" thing being earlier. I guess it sucks either way, but it certainly made getting home at 2:30 AM last night a whole hour more painful. I took a two-hour nap today to make up for running and drinking myself into a stupor, but I'm ready to go sleep another eight hours. Wake me when this week is over.
Posted on March 11, 2007 @ 10:33 PM | 0 comments
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