Today when I got up for my first "recovery run" (there's another one of those things I never thought I'd say) it was 28 degrees out, thus violating my it's-too-hot-it's-too-cold comfort zone, so I hopped on the treadmill for my first post-season treadmill run. In all honesty, I get pretty wheezy when it gets that cold out, so I become a mouse on a wheel, including all the curious cats that can't fathom why I'm running so fast to nowhere.
It's actually a pretty sweet deal. Sweet Baboo has arranged an area next to the kitchen, to accommodate my apathy and whining so as to further his goals of never being a widower. He leaves me no excuses (damnit).There's a treadmill, trainer, weight bench, space for stretching, two windows that provide a cross breeze, ceiling fan, and small TV with a DVD player. Next to the TV are several exercise DVD's, including stretching, spinnervals, runnervals, and aerobics. I'm pretty hard pressed to come up with excuses of why I can't work out, other than, "I don't wanna!"
This morning's out with tired, protesting legs, but they started feeling pretty good after a while. I only did a couple miles.
The nice thing about running on the treadmill right before school is that Mini-me can ask me questions when he needs to. The downside of this is--you guessed it--Mini-me can ask me questions if he needs to. And he does. Copious questions. It's like trying to talk on the phone. Suddenly, there's all these urgent things that must be addressed and answered. Now. Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom?
(Did I mention Mini-me made the JV swim team at his school? I'm immensely proud of him, as any triathlon freak of a parent would be. Also, he was the only under-20 to qualify for the Southwest Challenge Series, thus winning the division for the 2006 season. )
I'm considering my goals and races for the 2007 season. So far, I know I'm going to do the Rock-n-roll Arizona marathon and IM KY. Besides that, I'm tentatively planning the following:
- the Fiesta de Albuquerque Marathon, in April
- EITHER the "Run the Caldera" marathon or some 50K race whose name I forget that's north of here
- the Rio Rancho Duathlon
- Several Olympics and sprints in the SWCS.
- Husband and former arch-nemesis-turned-friend Helen and her husband are trying to talk me into some Triathlon festival in Show-Low.
- Possibly SOMA again. It was a fantastic season-ender.
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