Husband and I had plans to go bike riding on the Katy Trail today, so I wanted to get my run in early, as one of the distances discussed was 18 miles. And I haven't ridden a bike in something like 18 years. Of course, I didn't get up quite as early as I hoped..today I went with absolutely nothing food or drink-wise in my system.
I was going for a Walk 5, Run 10, Walk 5, which I failed the first time, but only by a minute. My butt still hurts when I run, but my legs are pretty much recovered from my massive 10K walk Tuesday.
I was really digging my new music today, and I was breathing pretty well, then I got carried away. "When the Saints Go Marching In" came on and I was jamming along, grinning like a loon, and probably going waay to fast.
When I turned the corner at the end of my loop, I made it up the slight hill, going super super slow, but I had to stop and walk about a block up from the turnaround. It was the end of the 7th minute, and I wasn't done. I only walked about 20 feet, then I took off again. I just needed enough to catch my breath a bit.
I was almost positive where I would be ending (our street), but I went just past it, and up that slight hill before the alarm went off. When I got home, I had a pretty severe right side cramp. I don't know how to stop these bad boys.
I knew I was running slow today, but I thought that the section I was flying listening to "Saints" would've made up for it. Meh, my times weren't great, but I more or less finished it.
Time: 10am; Walk 5, Run 10, Walk 5
Weather: 76, Sunny, No wind, 51% Humidity
Distance: 2.35K (1.46m)
Elevation: +31.7/-32.7/net -1 ft
5K/10K: 45:13/1:35:34
Run Time: 10 mins
Distance: 1.42K (.88m)
5K/10K: 38:57/1:22:20
When I got home, we loaded up our bikes and headed for the Katy. Husband bought his bike a couple years ago and it wasn't assembled right and he wiped out in our alley and never rode it again. He got it fixed-ish, but hasn't taken it out. I got my old bike from the Parents awhile back, finally got it tuned up, but then took forever to get my helmet. As I am a wee lacking in the balance department, I wanted a helmet. I finally got one (which I hate), but still haven't gotten the courage to ride. Against better common sense, I wore shorts, fearing the gravel I'd be picking out of my flesh later. (And *I* would be doing it, because my health insurance ran out yesterday. God Bless The USA on this Birthday Weekend. <-- Sarcasm Font. Argh.)
So we make it to the trail, and I hop on (literally - have I shrunk since I was 15?!) and we tentatively head off. Huh, you really don't ever forget how. I was going at a fairly decent speed and couldn't believe how good it felt. We have an exercise bike I ride a lot, but don't really love. But I was moving right along, really, really digging the ride. I finally stopped to check on Husband, and he was having issues. He determined he needs a new seat, and I'll leave out the rest of the story. So he's still not really ridden his bike - we made it about a mile on the trail, total.
While we were riding back to the car, side by side, he said there was a giant black snake on his side that he had to dodge. Thankfully, I didn't see it. I was worried (duh) about them being out today. Maybe if I had worn pants it would be ok, because I'm not above plowing one over, so long as part of it doesn't fly up and hit my bare legs. Ugh.
Shortly after that incident, I almost wiped out in the grass beside the trail. I would've died for sure, because I probably would have landed on a pile of snakes and ticks. I got it together and took off for the car. A friend of mine who rides motorcycles tried to convince me once that it is a sensation like you're flying. I only rode once, but I didn't feel much like I was flying; I felt mostly like my life was flashing before my eyes. Anyway, today, I got a little bit of the sensation (of course it's gonna be less impressive on a bicycle) while I was coasting along.
So I survived the bike ride (I think yoga has helped on the balance front), turns out I love my helmet, got Husband a new [giant padded] seat, picked up the new Eminem cd, and headed for home.
Monday I go for a Walk 5, Run 11, Walk 5. A little worried about the weather forecast, but I'll get it in somehow.
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