Woke up at 8:00, then had 2.5 servings of jelly beans (left over from Easter) for breakfast. I had intended to have just my little Greek yogurt with honey, but then somehow through all my best intentions the S*&t hit the fan. Don't get me wrong, I'll work my bottom off to make up for it and I do count calories so I know exactly how much I screwed myself, but I can't help but feeling that if I could stop the sugar addiction I'd be so much healthier.
Urrrggggg…. Suggestions? Seriously I could live off of this junk. Love it. Bane of my healthy eating.
So then I had a sugar coma induced nap from 9:30-10:30, yes I know I was up for less than 2 hours, don't judge, it was a rock star nap. However, it then meant that my run was pushed back to 11:00 and it was almost 90 degrees in Charleston. Guess you get what you deserve, maybe that was sugar karma kicking me in the butt. In addition to that it was super sunny.
Hmmm, how do I explain my skin tone to you. One of my students wanted to know if I was a vampire like the people in Twilight. Another once asked if I was goth because, "They always paint themselves white." Teach 7-11 year olds, they don't play, kids lay in out like it is. Basically my grandpa was half Norwegian and all three of his daughters missed it, they ended up dark haired, normal skin toned girls. I one the other handed plummet out of the Norwegian tree hitting every pale skinned, pasty colored, easily sun burnt branch on the way down. Luckily C did a Komen run and they were giving my favorite sunscreen out. Love the high SPF, the fact that it doesn't feel too greasy, or cause me to break out, and it seems to stay on pretty well. Well C was blessed with the gorgeous type of skin that turns beautiful deliciously bronzed (I swear I would hate her if she wasn't so darn nice) so when they gave out bottles to the finishers she gifted it to me right away. Woohoo free sunscreen!
So after I was all sun screened up and on my way out into the heat I actually had a pretty decent run. It was my first 5 miler since my injury break and I survived. It was slow, but my legs weren't killing me as much as last week. Maybe they are remembering that we have done this before. Fingers crossed (and toes). Ran down the greenway which is a pretty decent little trail. It is about 9 miles long and runs parallel to one of the main roads, but about a fourth mile back so you can't hear all the traffic.
Jogged down to the end and then just a short bit back to Normandy Farms. Had never been there before, but bribed myself with trying new food. Hey, it works for me. Plus in the grand scheme of things I ran 5 miles and then walked 4.75 just to get my lunch. I think I earned it. I am sure I consumed about as many calories as I burnt, but I love food and refuse to give it up, so I compromise- Instead of driving there I hoofed it almost 10 miles round trip.
My sandwich was nothing special - tomato, mozzarella, basil, but it was on this delicious crusty bread that most places just don't do quite right. It was amazing there.
Also, saw the fruit staring at me in the case. Yes, food looks at me, sometimes it calls to me too, better you just accept that now. Wanted to see what the little green flecks on it were so I tried it. Tasted like little bits of mint, differently delicious.
Overall it was a great workout/lunch.