My First Run Post Flu

The only good Monday is the Monday of a vacation.  There.  I said it.  Love your job or not, there’s nothing better than waking on a day you’re supposed to be on super productive mode knowing that the day is yours to piddle away make your own.  Today is such a day for this Fancy Oatmeal gal.  The truth is, even though I haven’t been to work since last week’s Saturday School, I was totally laid out with the flu.  Being restricted to the couch, sporting half a coma, a vacation it qualifies not.  So why am I still in my jammies at 9am on a Monday?  It’s our last day of Spring Break, so tomorrow I’ll have to get my shit together and be a real person again.

Side note: I would like to repeal the term “Spring Break” when THIS is outside your door:

I appreciate this weather, but you know Mother Nature: absence makes the heart grow fonder.  Might want to incorporate that the principle.  Switch it up.  Thanks, Babe.

With having an unusual Monday, Sunday takes on a whole new role as well.  Not only was Sunday my “Saturday,” it was also my first true run since being victimized by the flu.  I don’t count Saturday because even though I logged 1.35 miles, the milage doesn’t represent the actual experience.  My chest felt like someone had spray painted my lungs with acid, and when I tell you all that I felt like a newborn fawn trying to find her feet I am not exaggerating!  Too much, too soon.  Hanging my head in shame and disappointment, I showered and spent the remainder of Saturday on the couch.

I woke up Sunday morning determined to conquer those damn three miles I had set out to do on Saturday.  I had a good breakfast of oatmeal with strawberries and helping of protein powder, two cups of coffee, and plenty of time to properly digest; I would not falter because of improper fueling.  I was ready to LACE UP!

Instead of reading, I chose to hit up my new 5k playlist for the needed motivation to complete my goal mileage:

I started out with a comfortable pace: 6.0 on the treadmill.  I figured even if I had to slow down, it was a good starting point and I would feel no shame in it.  After the first half mile or so, I felt full of energy and confident that I could raise the bar and pace.  I ended up with the following splits:

  • Mile 1 = 8’45”
  • Mile 2 = 7’49”
  • Mile 3 = 7’29”

3 miles in 23:09.  SAY WHAT?!?!

Oh yea!  And my lungs were clear, 90% their old selves, and my legs felt amazing.  Afterwards I completed the “14 Day Abs Challenge” of over 330 moves from various abs exercises.

Am I back to 100%? Not yet, but I am going to get there with a lot of hard work and determination; NO WHINING!  I also need to dive into other parts of my life, including housework and school work.  The bonus is that while I was feeling down, Dear Hubby and I tried to blow the dark clouds away with a spirited game of “House Chores UNO.”

Yea, it was a good day after all.

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