It's been almost three weeks since I ran the Boston Marathon and I happen to be fully recovered and already planning for my next running adventure. Actually, recovery time was only a couple of days for me. I just started the P90X program, once again I might add, and the first day or two is totally a killer. I feel like an old lady trying to stand up and sit down for a couple of days after the core program from P90X and yet I ran 26.2 hilly miles and was fine the next day. Go figure! Trying to decide what marathon to do and where...I'm thinking about the Mount Desert Island marathon in beautiful Bar Harbor, (or Bah Hahbah as those Mainahs like to say) Maine or Dublin, Ireland. Hmmmm....quite a contrast I guess! The good news for me is I can run Boston again next year and, yes, I want to!! I feel so honored to be in the Club and it was an amazing experience for me but I am on a mission to speed up my finishing time and get back to business! It was my slowest time for a marathon and I could list a dozen excuses - blah, blah, blah...bottom line is - It's Boston! It's the Mother Marathon! I did it!! And I'm gonna do it again next year! Boston Marathon or Bust, Baby!
So let's talk P90X for a moment - Tony Horton, if you are reading this, and I am SURE you are - free advertising for you! Hubby and I started the program a couple of years ago. It's a 90 day "muscle confusion" program that works ALL body parts. It has daily programs that include cardio, plyometrics, strength training, kenpo and yoga and are all about one hour in length. Honestly, this workout is a great endurance builder and it really does tone and tweak your muscles in places you didn't even know you had them! We actually stretched the program out over a year, and did the 90 day program twice. It is time consuming, especially if you are supplementing any other activities, like running for me but I really think it helped my stamina and time with my runs. So, go buy it. And do it. And like it.
On the home front, the pool is open and ready for swimmers! So, the deal is my niece and running partner, Amanda (and my twin...she was born on my birthday...you can still be twins even though you are 11 years apart, right??) signed me up for a triathlon in September. Running - check. Biking - check. Swimming - question mark. I can swim, but not that well. I really would rather not drown competing in a race, so I am excited to have the pool open for practice! Laps will be great, but I really need to be comfortable with my face in the water. This will entail nose plugs and goggles, and maybe I'll finish out the look with a bathing cap and an old fashioned swimsuit. I was just reminded of my mother's look when she used to take us to the beach when I was like 5. Those were some good looking swimsuits back then, ladies!
Reese, the Wonder Pup, doesn't like water. Not even a little. Aren't dogs supposed to love splashing and swimming, and then coming into the house soaking wet and shaking and shimmying so everyone else gets to be soaked too? Not this pup. He runs...very fast....in the opposite direction anytime we are in the water, or when we try to give him a bath. He actually hides in the mornings until he hears the hair dryer, signaling the fact we are dressed and he has escaped the dreaded bath once again. He would rather be curled up under warm blankets and held. Just like a little baby. Oh boy.
The weather has been so warm the last few days and rumor has it no snow in sight! I know, I know - it's May after all, but with this wacky weather pattern the world is experiencing, who knows?? All I do know is that running in shorts and and a tank is such a pleasant thing, and one I won't take for granted in the near future. I finally have put my winter gear away for another few months. As hot as it has been lately, maybe we should all just run naked. Then we could really be like the early marathoners from Greece. Hey, it was just a thought! You wouldn't have to worry about tan lines.
It's five o'clock somewhere, so you know what that means.....red, red wine....
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