Early morning and I’m dropping off the kids. YaYa to daycamp. BoBo to football practice. The runners and walkers are out in force. I look on with envy, wishing that I also had the luxury of time enough to get in a morning run.
I’d laid out my clothes (running and clothes for the day), made lunches for the kids and myself, and set my watch alarm. I was feeling good about it all when my head finally hit the pillow.
But it was still dark out when the watch woke me up. By 6 am, it was no use – 5 miles takes too much time and the kids don’t get up without my intervention and assistance.
So, here I sit in the jury waiting room. I’ve got my morning snack, and lunch packed. I have hope that I can get some hot water for my JC package soup. I have a feeling that I am in for a lot of tuna salad kits over the next several days. Yum…
As it turns out, I didn’t find that hot water that I needed. I did find the Togo’s – as did the rest of the jurors for the several courtrooms. I ate a salad and left the bread and butter behind. I took the stairs up to the 4th floor courtroom and down during the breaks. I figured that it might be the only exercise that I’d be getting. By the time we were excused, at 4:30 pm, my right knee was aching from being cramped up in the courtroom. There is no leg room and I am short.
Did I get my run in?
Yes, and No. I did get a run in, but it wasn’t the 5 miles that the schedule called for. I ran 4 miles. But yesterday I ran 1 more than the schedule called for, so we’ll call it even. Okay?
I picked up YaYa first. Then I went home for him to change. I changed into my running clothes. I dropped Tom at the shop to pickup his motorcycle on the way to dropping YaYa at soccer. I left him there and went to the high school where BoBo was practicing…STILL.
I did a ladder workout as they finished up the football practice. 1 mile warm up (8:02), followed by 1 lap fast (1:32) – 1 lap recovery – 2 laps fast (3:41) – 1 lap recovery – 3 laps fast (5:36) – 1 mile cool down (9:01). It’s short and sweet. 4 miles (33:36)