42.47

I’ll just leave this right here.

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42.47 miles! 24.8 running. Wow. This body of mine is surprising me. And yes, that is a training distance PR. I’ve never hit more than 40 in a week, even when I was triathlon training two summers ago. I told myself I wanted to get back into triathlon shape and while the scale isn’t quite where I want it, the speed and strength are definitely coming along. I rode my bike this morning as substitute for a foundation run and it was surprisingly easy in the same gear that I have been using on the trainer. I’ll take it!

The hip still aches after runs, but it is becoming much less noticeable. I was prepared for the absolute worst after my 10 miler on Saturday, but it surprised me. I stretched it out at every stop light and made a huge effort to stretch it multiple times the rest of the day. I was even able to run a 10K with my Mom and Bestie the next day. More on that later.

I’m on a 9 day streak of using MyFitnessPal to log my food intake. I haven’t seen as much improvement as I hoped, but to be honest I’ve caught myself cheating a bit here or there. I had three really good days in a row where I logged every single thing. The weekend derailed that, especially Saturday when I felt like I could eat whatever I wanted. Nope. I still need to eat clean(ish) and keep my treat foods to small portions.

So that 10K…first “race” of 2016. I knew that after running 10 on Saturday, I would be in no shape to run 6 miles hard. I decided to run with my mom and my bestie at their pace. It made the race a heck of a lot more enjoyable. There was absolutely no race anxiety, which I have been plagued with for about 18 months now. I realized about halfway through the run that I hadn’t even thought about bringing fuel or a water bottle. I didn’t even bring my beloved, never-leave-home-without-it BASE salt. It felt just like a spur of the moment 6er at 5pm with my favorite girls. I need to do more races like that. Just for fun. No PR pressure.

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And now for something completely random, but it’s exciting in my world. Check out my new tote bag! Ever since high school I have felt like my life has been a mission to find the “perfect purse.” It’s a struggle to be sure. At different times in my life, I have carried a different size and variety of stuff. When I got pregnant with Runner Boy, I bought a traditional diaper bag, but I quickly realized I didn’t like it. I just used big purses and would shove diapers, small toys, and wipes in it. Fast forward to post-potty-training, I bought cute little bags that just held my phone, cards, and chapstick. That is all fine and good, except I like to have my training binder, my Believe journal, a running book, and a for-pleasure book with me too. After an exhaustive search and too much money according to Mr. Neon, I FINALLY caved and bought a Lands End zip-top tote. This is the medium size. It has a bunch of pockets on the inside and a big place for me to keep all my books organized. I dig it!

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Are you tote bag obsessed? Do you have race anxiety? Is this post random enough for you?

Stay neon!

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