I had one of the best weekends I've had since I got back. And there was no running included...much to my dismay though.
After Thursday's 4 miles, my shins were killing me. I'm not sure if it was the fact that i didn't want to run and was hating every minute of it or the fact that i wore heels to work on Thursday. I went with the heels and sold them in the yardsale on Saturday. No shoes will ever put me in a cast again! You can bet on that! So, what I'm trying to say is that I gave my legs a few days of R&R. Or, just no running.
Friday consisted of running (not in the literal sense) around like a chicken with my head cut off to get ready for the yardsale. I mean, really...I spent my entire day off getting ready for this thing. It had better pay off.
Saturday we were up bright and early at 0430. It sucked. I wanted to call the whole thing off, go back to bed, and sleep til noon...but procrastionation and sleepiness did not prevail and i got my lazy butt outta bed and out to the yardsale. Which was supposed to start at 0600. I seem to remember that in yardsales past peeps would show up around 0500 for the pre-sale. You know, those people with the flashlights rummaging through your junk while you're still trying to enjoy your coffee?? Well, apparantely those people thought it was too cold on Saturday in GA, because we didn't get our first customer until almost 0830. Really. We were both secretly freaking out that no one would ever show up and we'd have to haul all this stuff back under the carport. But, as our luck would have it, those late risers decided to spend....wait for it...wait for it....$950 at our dinky yardsale! I KNOW! Who woulda thunk it? $950 on a Saturday morning?? On our junk? And we didn't have anything priced over about $50 except for a washer and dryer that we sold for $225. We just had tons and tons of people who bought $50, $60, $70 worth of our stuff. It was crazy.
After celebrating our victory we decided to take a nap and veg the rest of the day. Which was too much fun. I didn't think about all the stuff that was still in the carport, or the laundry that needed to be done, or anything. Except parking my behind on the sofa and watching tv.
Which meant that I had a ton of stuff to do yesterday...but I got it all done. Mostly while Troy ran 15 miles (or somewhere around there...never got the exact mileage).
2 weeks and 2 days until the Atlanta Marathon (TROY) and the Atlanta Half-Marathon (ME).
At any rate, that brings me to the subject line of this blog. I plan on working 9 hours, and then taking off for a brisk 10-miler. I did 8 last week after working all day and felt great, so I figure it will feel about the same or even better. 49 training miles left to go before the race. And I can hardly wait :)