That's all I can say about yesterday's workout(s).
Friday was a bit of a rough day. More shenanigans, more assignments, blessedly few phone calls (at least something was going for me). In the afternoon, I had an incredibly painful meeting with a guy who, no joke, asked the same 2 or 3 questions over and over again for the first 45 minutes. Between that and the rest of my shenanigan-filled week, I was just FRIED by the time 6pm rolled around.
Earlier that morning, I had taken some steaks and cod fillets out of the freezer to thaw. (Why cod? Because PhillyGuy has decided to "try to like fish," and that means testing out new stuff every time. I lobbyed for sea bass again, since he liked that, but no dice -- he wanted to try something new. And all they had besides sea bass was cod and flounder.)
Anyway -- I had been looking forward to yoga right after work, followed by PhillyGuy's surf & turf. I planned to swing by the store and pick up some fresh asparagus on my way home. Instead, my brain was total mush, and all I wanted was a glass of wine. I have no wine, and I hate opening a bottle by myself, because I never finish it before it turns. So, I called PhillyGuy.
"I want to go to dinner." Where? "I don't care where. I want a glass of wine and I want to go to dinner." Done and done. We walked the pups, shelved yoga, and headed out to Union Trust. Glass of shiraz/malbec blend, a melt-in-your-mouth-oh-my-god short rib appetizer, and a third of a dry-aged strip topped with Roquefort later, and I was much, MUCH happier.
To make up for skipping out on Friday's workout, I hit the gym to do some cardio before PhillyGuy and I hit up Yoga X. It was a gorgeous day and I thought about running outside, but the 27mph winds sent me in to the treadmill like the big baby I am. I ran four miles at an 8:57 pace (6.7mph, .5% incline)...covered 4.25 miles altogether, though, because I stopped to walk between miles 2 and 3 and 3 and 4. Including my walking breaks, I covered the 4.25 miles in about 40 minutes, which doesn't suck -- but MAN, it was tough. I finished solid, despite being completely certain, more than once, that my legs had turned to lead.
After the run, I took a quick walk down the street to grab asparagus, since I had that surf & turf to look forward to. Came back, and PhillyGuy was in the middle of rebuilding my computer. Once he was done with that, we headed up to the "home gym" and hit it, hard.
My legs were feeling that run, for sure, and by the time we got to the last moving asana about 50 minutes in -- a fabulously difficult sequence involving crescent, warrior 3, standing splits, half moon, twisting half moon, and complete death -- they were just trashed. I struggled like crazy and it was all I could do not to collapse. I completed half of those poses totally cheating, with my "raised" leg not even remotely raised, just stuck out to the side with my toe on the floor.
The balance poses were SO, SO welcome -- and I'm really feeling my improvement here. Dancer felt SO FREAKING GOOD, and I just felt...well, SOLID, throughout the workout. I held crane for a couple of seconds at a time, probably 4 or 5 times during the 60-second period -- I'm still working towards this, but it's not nearly as difficult as I thought it was going to be.
And then it was 9:23pm. And there was no freakin' way we were going to grill steaks and fish. We ordered Greek Lady instead. I wolfed down a giant salad (greek supreme salad, no egg, add chicken) and struggled to keep my eyes open for another half an hour or so before giving up and heading straight to bed.
I spent a big chunk of today running errands -- hitting up Costco and Target, finally getting around to assembling the shelves I bought for the garage back before Christmas, that kind of thing. We're finally getting around to that surf & turf tonight, but before then we'll hit the gym. PhillyGuy will probably do Kenpo, and I'm not sure what I'll do -- maybe try to run a couple easy miles and do another 40 minutes or so of long, slow, relatively easy cardio while catching up on the pile of magazines that's been growing on my coffee table.
Congrats to all of you guys who ran the Cherry Blossom 10-miler today! You had a fabulous weekend for it!