Spanish: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete
Italian: uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque, sei, sette
French: un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept
(I knew the English and Spanish. I knew most of the Italian because I took a semester in college but forgot some of the spelling. I needed total Google help with the French)!
Why am I counting in Spanish, you ask? Because that's the number of miles I ran last night! Woohoo! 7 miles is good for me. I never usually run past 5.5 miles and I really don't like doing more than 4 miles! I'm a running baby! I cry and cry! But I decided that I needed to do a "longer" run than normal in preparation for my half marathon, which is 1 month away! August 1st!
Yes, I've run it before, 3 times to be exact. But I am not a huge runner. I don't run more than 2 times a week normally.
But yesterday's 7 miles went relatively good! I didn't have a plan on where to run. I just started running my neighborhood and just saw where that took me.
I actually have a new app for my phone! I'm super excited about this one. I don't have a pedometer. My new app tells me the distance that I've gone. It uses a GPS function and is completely accurate (I tested it out the other day). So I didn't have to worry about knowing the distance beforehand.
So I just ran and if there was a dead end, I turned and kept running. I tried to go 3.5 miles and turn around. It pretty much worked out but when I got back by my house, I had only gone 6.5 miles! But my goal was 7! So I'm running around my house, down this block and back until finally...7 miles! I pretty much stayed on the couch with my feet up the rest of the night.
Except...when I went to cut up a watermelon! Why is it that it's easier for me to run 7 miles than it is to cut up a watermelon! I didn't fuss while running but, man, give me that watermelon and I'm crying like a baby! I don't wanna! I don't wanna! It's sad really. Then I called my mom and told her I missed the days she used to cut up my fruit for me! lol
When you run (or workout in general), do you have a plan? Do you know what you are doing for how long you are doing it? Or do you just fly by the seat of your pants?
Mine was kind of both. I knew I wanted to do 7 miles, but other than that, I just flew by the seat of my pants.