Well, I did it. I survived the first run of this 18 week training cycle. It was a whopping 2 miles, it was on my treadmill at 5:30 in the morning, and I don’t know how I will do that 13 more times all at once. But I guess that’s the whole point of training, right? 🙂
The rest of the day was non-stop as usual. I showered, got ready for work, and brought Nolan to school, sat in non-stop traffic, got to work and went from meeting to meeting to meeting, conference call conference call conference call until it was time to get Nolan and come home. The drive home was an adventure in and of itself. We are in the rainy/hurricane season here in South Florida and it was complete crazy town, and of course I have absolutely no clue where I put my umbrella so it was a very soggy and traffic filled ride. It was flooded so badly walking out of my car that my shoe came off and started to float right down the street. It was awesome. Really. #southfloridaproblems
We had dinner half made in the crockpot (salsa chicken) waiting for us and I quickly made some beans and a sweet potato (for me) and rice (for Nolan and Jeff).
So that is my first day of marathon training in a nutshell. Life changing, right?