I had absolutely no ambition last week.
I think the busyness of the last month had finally caught up to me. So my work out life wasn’t terribly exciting–I even took two days off and didn’t care! Halfway through the week my husband decided that perhaps we should just have an “at home” weekend. I gratefully agreed.
Monday: the first day off
Tuesday: a fairly easy day, weights mixed with yoga. I did my 2×15 reps with planking in between the sets. I do three arm moves alternated with two leg strengtheners, and then my “3 way” plank–regular plank held for five, then one arm plank held for five on each side to “rest” the muscles before starting the next rep . When I first started, I kept both sets of toes on the floor for balance, but now I can stack my feet properly and not fall over. And a friend just told me about the “star” plank, where one lifts the top leg as well as the arm. New goal!
Wednesday: my alarm went off at the proper time, but instead of hitting snooze, I apparently turned it off. Thankfully, my husband asked if it was ever going to go off again. Unfortunately, that was about 45 minutes later! So we rushed around, getting ready for work, and the exercise plan went out the window. When I got home I hopped on the treadmill for quick 8:35 mile, followed by 3 minutes of a cool down walk and a bit of stretching.
Thursday: I decided I was just too wiped and took it off as my second day.
Friday: I had decided I should start do more hill work, so I did Blinn Hill bottom to top. Twice. Turns out running to Blinn, then down it and back up twice and then home is a nice little 5 mile run. I did the second time just over a minute faster, and my mile home was the fastest mile of the run. Which proved what I always have maintained: I am a long distance runner. The longer I run, the stronger I get. Or maybe I was just happy it was almost over!
I rested a bit, then had to get the hay barn organized. It’s haying season and my husband had brought home twenty-five bales and just emptied the truck at the front of the barn. I had to get them all stacked at the back of the barn for the fifty we were going to get that night. A very sweaty forty minutes later, I decided I would just lunge Christopher Robin and do some ground work instead of a full ride.
Saturday: I did some weeding my garden and got it organized–tomato trellis’, herbs out of the greenhouse into the garden, slug hunt. While weeding I found some volunteer tomato plants from last year. I didn’t think tomatoes could make it through the winter here in Maine. Just goes to show, life will find a way! I trellised them and am waiting to see which ones they are, as I did Roma, cherry and some full-size reds last year. I took Charby out for a quick ride up and down the road with the bareback pad. Using the pad is comfy and makes my legs work harder. After I did my weights ( 2×15) mixed with yoga.
Sunday: I had planned a long run for the day. But I was not feeling it at all. So I decided a run on the treadmill would work well. I did one of the presets, a 30 minute run with varying speeds. It was a good decision as the run felt fabulous.
Later in the afternoon I took Daisy down to introduce her to the boat. She had been in our last one once, and I have never taken her swimming, so she got a new life jacket before we went out. I put it on her and took her to the gangplank down to the dock. She needed encouragement to step on the ramp, and then she froze. I had to carry her down to the dock, where she revived enough to trot down to the boat. After sniffing every inch of the boat and going down the dock to the other ramp, she raced right back to the first ramp and down it like a pro. What a funny dog!