Did a week just pass by?

I feel like I'm recovering quite well in this second post-marathon week. I've been running a bit, trying to get myself back into my early morning routine. That's been tough because I've been working a lot lately, consequently coming home late and then ending up not getting into bed until late.

I missed my intended Tuesday night body elongation session (aka "yoga"), but I did take advantage of the awesome weather and went for a killer run on the lakefront. 70F out! Since I was "recovering" I only intended to do a quick 4, but because it was so nice and my spirits were good, I ended up doing a smooth 6 miles.

I don't know if it's some kind of irony or some kind of joke Ms. Nature is playing, but I ran again on Wednesday night (little sleep before, couldn't wake up for my regular time) in something that might have been rain, or hail, or freezing rain, or sleet. The wind was pummelling me with this stuff - it was terrible. But, I ended up on a decent run anyway. It seems like my split times are all coming down in general. I'm not training for speed or anything. Well, on this night I was probably just wanting to get it over with.

I finally got my morning run on Friday!

Saturday (today) I made it up and out in time to get to that yoga for runners class. I'm new at that, of course, so I'm likely doing stuff wrong. Nevertheless, I feel good when I'm there and I really like the instructor. Yoga's kind of a trip - it works me out but relaxes me at the same time. I think? I know there are times when I'm pushing myself (which is probably not the "yoga way"), but I'm getting some excellent stretching there. The feeling I have after a good session is not unlike how I feel after a good massage, in fact.

Now I'm off to my weekend! I finished the novel I was reading, "The Historian." Good book, strong story.