Week 2 Review

Everything is energy and that's all there is to it. Match the frequency of the reality you want and you cannot help but get that reality. It can be no other way. This is not philosophy. This is physics.
                                                                       -- Albert Einstein

Week two. Well, it looked eerily like week 1, except a couple more miles thrown in there for good measure. THIS IS HOW EXCITING IT'S GOING TO BE AROUND HERE UNTIL FEBRUARY 2013!

The plan:
The fast: 6 mile run with 3 miles in the middle at 8:45-8:50 pace.
The long: 10-12 miles.
The total: 40 miles.

The reality:

I pretty much owned that tempo run. (8:26, 8:23, 8:40). If you call, almost puking at the end of the third mile, owning. I had The KoB and Steve dragging my ass down and up the hill on Belmont Blvd for that workout. Ouch. In all honesty, it's too goddamn fast. I gotta slow down on these tempo runs. BUT, in my defense, my legs felt pretty fantastic the rest of me felt like shitballs.

The long run was a Run Bitches event at Percy Warner Park (FYI, The Run Bitches is what Tanya, Cheryl and I call ourselves when we get together to run. We have also tried to recruit another Run Bitch, Melissa, to the group. I'm not sure she's fully on board with the Run Bitches, but she has agreed to run a marathon relay with us, so there's that). Steve was an honorary Run Bitch for the morning. For whatever reason, I felt amazing for the run on Saturday. Despite the fact that my body felt awesome, my head still bitched and moaned like a little pansy and forced me to walk a little on 9 mile and 3 mile hill. Ugh. TOUGHEN THE FUCK UP, AMY.

Other notables from the week:
1. I stretched the shit out of my hamstrings in yoga class on Thursday evening. Thanks to Utthita Hasta Padangustasana:

Aren't boobs fat? Why are they are on a muscle/anatomy drawing?

I'm just jealous that even she has better boobs than me.

HolyJeebus.

And my runs Saturday, Sunday (and even Monday!) were hell for it. Good lord. I've never been so sore before. Note to self... stick with Tree Pose from now on. 

2. The Run Bitches had beers on Saturday afternoon to discuss upcoming bitch schoolery, etc. Apparently, the beers I had were higher alcohol content than I am used to and I was hurting on my Sunday recovery run. Out of 20 more training weeks, how many Sunday recovery runs are going to turn into "Hangover Runs?" Wagers?