Friday, April 04, 2008

So, I did something to my neck Tuesday night, which made Wednesday night's speedwork out of the question. I couldn't turn my head to the left side (at least not without experiencing great amounts of pain), so I decided to take a night off, rest my neck on the heating pad and watch "The Real Housewives of New York City." (Damn, I love that show.) My plan was to do an easy 5 on Thursday, my 9 mile (?!) tempo run on Friday, and then my 9 mile long run on Sunday. Good plan.

Well, then I found out that Sunday was supposed to be crappy. Rain all day. Ugh! So, I revised the plan to do a 6 mile tempo run on Thursday, my 9 mile long run on Saturday morning (to be undertaken extremely early, as we are apartment hunting later in the morning...), and then if Sunday isn't too bad, I'll sneak in 4 or 5 miles outside or on the treadmill.

Last night was gorgeous, as I set out for 6 mile tempo run. My goal was for the 4 mile tempo portion to be about a 9:13 pace. For some reason, I decided to cut it a little short--I only did a 3 mile tempo portion. BUT--the amazing news is that I did those three miles with an average pace of 8-freaking-30 min/mile. For 3 miles. No walk breaks. And through snow at some points. Of course, once again, I had some help from my very good friends. Nothing makes me rock out more than a back-to-back bout of "Perfect Situation" by Weezer and "Toxic" by Britney. It felt really good, too. For someone who used to run 14:30 min/mile, I felt like I was flying. So, I guess what I lacked in mileage, I made up for in speed. It was a kind of combo speedwork/tempo run. It was fun. :)

Saturday's long run will be run with a target pace of 9:30. And I will pin my keys to my tights at least twice. I should really invest in a shoe pocket.

On another note, I was studying fluid and electrolyte balance while doing laundry last night, and I got to one of those crazy sentences in my book. One of those sentences that sound like Martian to anyone else, but I understood perfectly. It was about the functioning of the renin-angiotensin-aldosterone system (RAAS). It was insane. I just love it when I have moments like that. You know, it's kind of funny--I've always figured that I'd become a family nurse practitioner, and work in a clinic in Grand Marais. Or at least, that's the dream. It's the "I've been watching too much 'Northern Exposure'" dream. But the more I get into physiology, the more interested I become in cardiac nursing, and maybe even critical care nursing. Of course, I realize that I'm still in my prereqs, I haven't even started actual nursing school, much less a clinical on any unit, but it's fun to think about. We'll just have to take lots of trips up north.

On yet another note, Abe and I are apartment-hunting tomorrow. Yay! Or not. We are looking at 4 apartments--one in South Mpls, by Minnehaha Falls, 2 in NE Minneapolis, and then one by the river in the warehouse district. (Thumper, my noisy neighbor, I hope you are not moving to any of these places.) It's a good variety of locations, and all of them are new or fairly new or renovated buildings. I really hope something jumps out at us, and I really hope we get it. It'd be nice to have this all wrapped up this weekend. I'm an anxious person; I like things to be taken care of. So, I'm keeping my fingers crossed...

That's all for now!

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