Oh man, the 10K was BRU.TAL. I don't know how the hell they managed, but the whole entire thing seemed completely uphill. And not tiny little hills, but long, long hills that lasted for 20 miles. Oh, the whole race was only 6.2 miles? My bad.
My iPod messed up and told me I had 2.5 kilometers to go, when I thought I had about 1, so I slowed down, and didn't make my goal time...I did it in 1:21 something. Plus, I got lost at one point. I was actually last and the two people in front of me turned and against my better judgement I did too, and that led me astray for a few minutes...oh well, excuses aside as soon as it was done I was thrilled to have done it, and I wore my shirt with pride that afternoon. (and I finished SECOND to last, thank you very much.)
Sadly, I haven't run since. I had a long, slow run planned for today and it rained/drizzled all day and I was sure I didn't want to attempt 8 miles when I was damp/wet. Maybe tomorrow.
I managed to lose 1.6 pounds even with a day of baking on Sunday where I MAY have sampled at least one of about 7 kinds of cookies that I made for the family. I don't know why I bake when I KNOW I can't resist. I said it was to make my kids study care packages for finals, but it is more likely I wanted a reason to eat some cookies.
Mr. P and I were going to see the Blind Side tonight, but he just texted me that he is going to be late because they are having a meeting re: layoffs. He is safe, but it makes my stomach hurt to think of people getting laid off/fired right before the holidays. OH, and speaking of fired, my cousin supposedly got fired for stealing $83. Weird, huh?
Well, I told Mr. P I would get ready to be dazzling company for him this evening since he is bound to be bummed...So I am going to go put on a good bra, low cut shirt, practice my understanding/compassionate doe eyes, dab some vanilla behind my ears and watch some stand-up comedy that I can pretend I made up on the spot. the things we do for love.