So I had a bag of M&M's. That was my reward. Better than the past. And I really didn't see it as a binge. But it wasn't on the plan. I'm stronger each time. And that's a GOOD thing.
I didn't have time to run on Saturday - 4 miles was in my training plan but there was just NO WAY to do it. I left the house at 6:45 in the morning, got all the way across WA state by noon, took a much needed nap for 60 minutes, watched the soccer game (we lost, bummer), then piled everyone back in the truck and headed west. Fed the dogs, packed some clothes, and turned north for 60 more miles. Arrived in Bellingham at 10pm. Nowhere in that schedule was there 50 minutes to run. Oh well. I forgave myself pretty easily. And the training schedule is modified.
Sunday morning however, I awoke before the alarm clock (go figure!) and we had some breakfast and headed for the baseball fields. The area we were in was GORGEOUS and I had preempitvely put on my running gear and brought a change of clothes with me. I used the odometer to see how far it was from the highway to the fields so that I could try and put in my 4 miles by running out to the highway and back again. It was 2.45 miles. So I planned on running 4.9 miles. See - I can be flexible! :)
I stopped at the fields, said good morning to everyone, soaked up the compliments about "dedication", being "impressed", and just general stares as I set out to run. External praise counts for more in my score book.
I'm still running 3/1 intervals: 3 minutes running, 1 minute walking. The weather was perfect, warm, light breeze, clear sky.