Even though I'm still two weekends away from beginning my fifth marathon training cycle (!!!), I'm already getting back into my "taking it easy on Friday night" routine. You runners know what I'm talking about... when you have to be up before daybreak on Saturday for a long run, you're not exactly getting wild and crazy the night before. (Most weekends at least... every now and then something comes along that keeps me out too late pre-long run.)
Since I have my first double-digit training run tomorrow since before my injury (10 miles!) and then a race next Saturday (10 miles!), I thought I'd kick off my quiet Friday nights now.
How did I spend it? First, I came home from work and vacuumed. I keep a VERY tidy house and there's never clutter (everything has its place), but I'm not really a stickler for the cleaning part. I usually give the bathrooms a deep clean once a month, and everything else happens whenever I notice that I really need to clean. Vacuuming is my least favorite activity, and it doesn't help that I have a really crappy vacuum. I just can't bring myself to spend money right now on a freaking vacuum cleaner.
Next, I took an hour and went to the Zumba class at the YMCA. I thought it'd be a good way to get some cardio without really overdoing it the day before a long run. We'll find out tomorrow if this was a good or bad idea, but so far I think it was a good one. I don't think we really did anything that would make me sore or make my legs too tired.
Once back home, I had a bit of a grilled cheese fail when the burner heated up faster than I expected and I totally burned one side of bread. This was quickly corrected, and I'll be finding out tomorrow if grilled cheese is a smart pre-long run meal. :)
The rest of the evening I had laundry going and I made spice cake cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. YUM! I totally ate one and then put the rest away. I'm not sure what I'll do with the remaining 23 cupcakes since I don't really need to eat them all myself.
I'm about to head to bed, but I just made a few discoveries. In order to spare my hair from blow drying it yet again, I pulled it up earlier after a shower into a twisty, messy bun. I took it down and discovered that my hair actually had dried in this messy, curly way that I think looks kind of cool. Disregard my total lack of make-up.
I also found something else that may be a little gross, so I apologize. In all my years of running, I've never lost a toenail. Now, I have indeed lost MANY toenails... but it was always from the years of doing ballet on pointe. I don't really think it's that gross to lose a toenail, and it doesn't bother me.
Nonetheless, I was surprised today to find I had lost one. I felt something odd as I was walking around. It just felt like something was stuck on my toe. I looked down and realized it was my toenail literally flopping around, hanging on by the tiniest little piece of nail. I pulled it off and realized that a new toenail had already mostly grown in underneath. Odd.
It's not like I've been running THAT much. I guess maybe my toe just knew it was time for a new nail and made it happen. Here's a photo that illustrates the nail that came off (on my finger and noticeable since it still had polish) as well as the new, unpolished nail. Disregard the chipped nail polish all over. My pedicure from 6 weeks ago finally started giving in. I need to get it redone.
Off to bed for my 5:45am alarm. Last night I woke up on the other side of the bed and found Tucker curled up on top of my pillow. I'm pretty sure he edged me over. He used to sleep on it by my head when he was a kitten, but that was a long time ago. He's much bigger now. I took back my rightful spot, though I still let him stay on one side of the pillow, and went back to sleep. I'm kind of hoping that was a one-time thing and not something he's going to start doing every night!