Friday Fun Day

So....I may have suffered a set back, but we'll get to that later.

Wednesday night was the all feared Chester Bowl run. Actually, I don't fear it at all, but NP dreads it. I showed up hoping to do well and as a result was a bundle of nerves, once again. It was a bit chilly and I didn't feel warmed up or really in any sort of running form, but I did it. I took off ahead of NP and never saw him again. This was the first race that I started to catch him at last year, but he sprinted to the end to beat me by a second. I didn't know how it would shake out this year, but he had an awful week so I assumed he would be a bit slower. The course was a lot hillier than I remembered from last year. Lots of long up hills and steep down hills. It was short enough that I didn't want to die though. I actually ended up beating a few people that I can never catch so I was pleased. And I took about 4 minutes off my time from last year. NP took two minutes off our time. It was a good race for both of us and the best part were the bags of Positively Third Street cookies waiting for us at the finish line!!! They were SO good, as always.

Thursday I went to boot camp again. It was HOT out. We ran down to Leif Ericson park in the little military/catch-up line. That sucked because there were some pretty quick runners in that group. And to top it off (here's where the set back comes in) I had given blood that morning. I felt a lot more tired than normal. The nurses had told me that I shouldn't work out at all. I decided to risk it, but made a point to stop and rest when I started feeling really tired. It worked out fine. Except the run back I guess. I was pretty much toast by that point.

This morning I went to Pilates and it felt AWESOME. She even changed up the routine a bit and incorporated some weight training!!!! And the best part, I think she even played the Beatles instead of Elton John!!!! Amazing.

So I was feeling pretty good until NP told me that my half marathon training was going to go out the window since I donated blood. I won't recoup all those red blood cells for another two months which is WAY past Grandma's on June 20th. I've talked to other people that say I'll be fine, but I don't know what to believe now. I'm bummed. Just when I thought I had a chance to PR, the wind has left my sails.