Stop.... Hammer Time

Marathon Training Week 12 - Day 5

This week has been insane.  We missed Wednesday and Thursday workouts because I was traveling.  Today called for Yoga Meltdown....so that's what we did.

We moved up to level 2.  Get into a back bend.  Now put your right leg straight up in the air. Now rep it out.  Down, Up, Down, Up....Now hold.

 

Um yeah, it took me like five minutes to get into this position.  I sure as hell can't rep it out at warp speed.  And  if I try to put one leg up in the air I'm gonna break my neck and back. 

It's only 20 minutes.  Next Friday we are going to do level 1 and 2.  It kinda feels like cheating when we only do a 20 minute workout and call it a day.

While I was begging for help getting out of my back bend, Randee was making out with Jillian.  She totally wants to have a lesbian love affair with that lady.  Not that there's anything wrong with that.

My body was so tight today.

Being cramped on a plane for two days will do that to you.

I did get to ride in style once I got to Indianapolis. I'm pretty sure all the locals thought I was Lady Gaga.

I totally see the resemblance, don't you?

So Yesterday I had lots of down time in the airport.  I started reading blogs.

I found myself at Sweat Once a Day, reading Emily's Lake Placid Ironman race review.  Oh. My. Gosh.  You have to go read this report.  Awesome and emotional.  Towards the end she references her mother's blog.

I then headed over to her mom's blog at Age Groups Rock and read the race from her perspective.  Yeah, I was a weeping idiot in the middle of the Indianapolis airport.

Go read both reviews and try to tell me you didn't get all verklempt.

Look at these rockin' glasses I got for Audrie in the Indy airport. I should have gotten myself a pair to wear while running.  I might have to steal these! 

I mean seriously, I look faster and skinner just wearing them.....and maybe a little constipated.  What the heck am I doing with my finger in the bottom right of this picture?  Flipping myself off?

Sunday brings 16 miles.  The goal is not to die.  The hard part is finding a safe, well lit route for that many miles.

Go ahead and do the running man....

It's Hammer Time....or Friday...whichever you prefer to call it.

That's word because you know
U can't touch this (oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
Break it down
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh) (x4)
Stop Hammer time