84.4 miles down. 4 days to go.
friday of last week was flyday. i also took that day as a rest day to recover from the week’s mileage (18.66). i didn’t get to sit still, though–there were trains, trams and planes to catch. the flight itself was uneventful. nolan and i watched crappy in-flight movies and took lousy half-assed naps. we got in to SFO pretty late, but since this was nolan’s first trip to california, he was wide awake and super stoked. todd was there to greet us after we landed, and we were reunited as a family for the first time since late june!
on saturday morning, we had brunch at cancun, and took nolan on a tour of uc berkeley (todd’s alma mater).
the weather in northern california takes some getting used to. the sun is warm, not hot. the air is cool and dry, not swampy. i totally underdressed for the day’s activities, having come from nyc where it’s generally hot and swampy. i made sure to stand in the sun whenever i got the chance. i’m such a temperature wuss.
not complaining, though. it’s lovely here.
now that i’m almost through with the 100 miles in 30 days challenge (friday’s the last day), here are a few things i’ve been experiencing:
- skinniness. i’ve lost weight. family and friends are telling me i look thin. i’ve been eating constantly, but it hasn’t been enough to keep up with the sudden increase in mileage. problem solved, though–i’m in the bay area this week. more sourdough bread and mexican food for me!
- soreness. i’m trying to keep injury at bay, so i’ve been holding back on fartleks and speed work. it’s hard because i really love sprinting
- smelliness. my running clothes reek.
- annoyance. i hate my running playlist. i’ve been too busy to swap out some of the songs i keep skipping over. time to troll spotify and find new music.
- longing. i miss spin classes and other forms of exercise.
when i’m finished with the challenge, i’m going to scale it back and run every other day which should be about 60 miles a month. what with nolan entering high school, and new routines for the fall, i think it’s a realistic goal.
we’re in california until sunday. i’ve got burritos to eat, 15 ish miles to run, and picturesque places to visit. hopefully i’ll be somewhere pretty when i hit 100 miles.
i’m closing this entry with one of my (and everyone else’s) favorite dead milkmen songs that quotes other songs: