something that never happens

Sometimes I forgot how hungry running makes me. And then I run 20 miles on a Tuesday night, and find myself eating everything in sight come Wednesday.

No joke, if I would have participated in What I Ate Wednesday (should I? thoughts?) you would all most likely be appalled yet hopefully impressed.

I have something to show you guys:

I reset my watch after the first 10 mile loop for sanity reasons.

Comes out to a 7:59 pace.

This was surprising to me. Not necessarily the pace, I knew I had that pace in me, but the consistency. I’m still not the best at holding a pace, and holding a pace for 20 miles in row… that’s just mind-blowing to me.

I definitely can't say that I felt great. I felt good the first half, decent the next 5 miles, and defeated the last 5. When my watch hit 20 miles I’m not sure I had one more mile left in me.

I definitely have a stress fracture in my right foot. It’s not as bad as the one in my left foot that I had back in January, but it’s there, and I certainly felt it at times. Yet my concern at this point isn’t necessarily the stress fracture – I’ll ice the crap out of that bad boy and continue to stay away from high heels, etc. My concern is the way that I'm subconsciously compensating because of the stress fracture.

Let’s just say that my right hamstring is far from happy with me. Time to invest in a compression wrap. Any suggestions? In the meantime, I shall wear these guys to work:

I have 2.5 weeks to hold a low mileage and pamper the sh*t out of my body, excuse my French. I’m talking stretching/foam rolling/icing/compressing/lay by the pool on the cruise ship to the max. 

this pool may just be the key to my healing.

The plan is to do that, toe the start line in DC on 10/27, and hope we can make it all 26.2.

Anyways, there’s your run-date. Outside of running, my plank/squat/push-up challenges have been going well, and I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw this on pinterest last night….

Let's be honest, no one looks sexy doing a plank...

One last thing. Starbucks is doing something pretty cool through tomorrow, and I wanted to share:

It's amazing what a free cup of coffee can do to lift someone's spirits. You never know what the person behind you in line may have going on in their life - it could be something as large as being part of the Government furlough, or as small as their fantasy team having a bad week. Regardless, spread the good, come together, love each other.

Cheers, and Go Bears!

Kait

Spin Snob

Hi! It's your favorite 5'11" blogger coming to you from Chi City.

CHECK OUT our sweet ride this week:

i'm the chauffeur and i love it.

My life has been a whirlwind since Saturday night. I haven't slept in the same bed two nights in a row- luckily that will change tonight with my second night here at a fancy-schmacy boutique hotel. My sister is staying down here with me as well so that she has a shorter commute to work. We found creepy robes in the closet last night and had some fun with them.

This message is brought to you by my favorite lululemon shirt as I sweat away on the elliptical, writing this post on my phone. Started off today’s workout with a plank, it’s been a staple this trip for sure:

During our stay in Tinley Park, we had full access to the LA Fitness across the street from our hotel.  When I was told the news I did a fist pump and gave the hotel lady a kiss.

Funny story though: I tried out their spin class on Tuesday. It suckkkked.

Don't get me wrong, I sweat and all. And I'm no fitness professional, yet, but I'm pretty sure you're never, ever ever everrrr supposed to tell the class to put all your weight on the handles. Ever.

Because spin is supposed to simulate actual cycling right, like on a bike. So tell me, what happens if you're riding your bike outside and you choose to put ALL YOUR WEIGHT on the handles?

The instructor was dressed super unprofessional - aka her girls were hanging out big time- and I left after 40 minutes and hit the weight rack instead. I'm not going to complain about a free gym pass, but, wait yes I am.

Despite that small hiccup, I'm in an excellent mood. It's Thursday  I'm in my home state in my favorite city, and we have another great day of training ahead of us.

Speaking of Chi sports, a little bird on the street in the office told me we are attending the Bulls game tonight with some of our Chicago office colleagues.

Free tix to a Bulls game is something I will never complain about.  Ever.

Great talk. Any LA fitness goers out there? Would love to hear thoughts on the classes they offer.

Tomorrow I think I will do a short jaunt on the treadmill before checking out of my hotel and heading back to my second home, Chicago’s Midway Airport. From there back to Baltimore?

No. From there onto Colorado. Leg 3. I can’t talk about it too much yet or I will get too excited.

Cheers to free stuff and good times!