After my weigh in I decided I was tired of eating oatmeal, so I thought I'd try to see how a smoothie went down. I didn't use any protein powder in it because I didn't want to trigger memories of my lovely poisoning incident. Just straight up raspberries, a banana, almond milk and a dash of True Lime. I was already bummed, then got super annoyed at my Ninja blender because it was making a crazy noise as it was blending. I already feel like that blender is a total pain in the ass, so this really was about to put me over the edge. I figured out it was making that noise because the blade wasn't set right, so as it was blending, it was shaving tiny pieces of plastic into my smoothie. I stared at it for a bit, then decided I had pounded enough alcohol over the weekend to pickle my insides, what are 3-4 plastic shavings going to do to me. I drank it kind of half heartedly, and it wasn't even over the plastic, it just seems like smoothies don't taste that great to me anymore. I think I will go back to oatmeal tomorrow.
So I was carrying all of these lame feelings today and not feeling that great about myself. We dragged ourselves to the gym, and I very reluctantly put on my running clothes to go do a 3 miler. And I must mention, the weather turned back to rainy crap today, so I was really not looking forward to this run. Even my Garmin was being a real bitch about it, it took FOREVER to find satellites before I could get going. Once I got going, I noticed my legs felt better than they had the last 2 runs I did, and actually had some snap in them. I ran a mile, took a 30 second walk break, and then got back after it. As I neared 2.5 miles, I realized that I was on track to finish faster than I normally do. (The irony of this is that I was just having sad thoughts about how I'm apparently never going to get faster). I decided to try to finish in 36 minutes, since my last run I finished in 37:31. I was really hauling ass (or at least my version of it), and even almost mowed down an old dude with a huge umbrella who refused to get out of my way. I heard my Garmin beep to signal that I had finished 3 miles, and this is what I saw:
That's not only under 36 minutes, but it means that my average pace was less than a 12 minute mile!! I was really pretty excited, and it was just the kind of boost I needed after gaining weight and eating plastic shavings today!!! And who knows, with the way my body is, I may not be able to do this a day from now, but I did it today.