Gone Goofy: The Mickey
Gone Goofy: The Donald
While reading a few other blogs recapping the Disney Marathon, I realized a something I left out. And since, I actually thought about mentioning it in my blog while running, it must be said. It's in the rules, I checked. At one point on the ESPN Complex, the course went around a track. A bunch of track athletes were running sprints. This was around mile 18-19 or so. At the time, I remembering thinking, that's just mean. Albeit, while laughing at the thought.
|This is probably how I looked in comparison...|
|She may or may not be spoiled.|
|If you hold my hand, the giant teddy bear won't eat you.|
|This is how the cool people get onto the couch|
|I mean - who wouldn't want to go in here?|
|Plus, the directions to the bathroom were as follows:|
Walk to the big fire, turn and proceed to the ice cave. The bathrooms are in the ice cave.
I think I am officially addicted to running. Three days off was enough to make me giddy when I ran a mile on the treadmill. I actually texted my husband to tell him how glorious that first mile was. (and yes, his response was "Hello my name is Mandy, and I'm an addict."
To be fair to myself, if I felt anything less than 100%, I would have taken another day off. What was so challenging about the extra rest days was that I didn't feel sore or bad at all. Nonetheless, I am taking today as a rest day per usual Friday=rest day. I'll return to normal next week since it's a fallback week for Pig training anyway.
This whole thing is funny to me though, because when I trained for my first half marathon, I often skipped runs because "I just didn't want to." And, now, I'm addicted. What a difference a few years makes!
Anyone else have trouble taking a rest day when your body is telling you that it doesn't need it?
Anyone else enjoy dinosaur-themed restaurants?