This entire weekend was about me putting off my long run.
Saturday morning, I woke up to warmer weather (upper 20's/lower 30's) and howling wind. I decided to hold off and hope that the wind would let up.
Later that afternoon, when I hadn't done my long run and the kids and I had gone shopping, I regretted putting it off. It was a beautiful day, and 46 degrees.
Aargh! Instead of running, I wound up doing yoga at 10pm. At least I didn't waste the entire day.
Sunday morning, I woke up to 32 degrees, and a little bit of snow on the ground. I decided to wait until it thawed a bit to go out and run.
FINALLY, at 2:15pm, I dragged myself out the door. I ran into the wind and snow for the first 4.5 miles, but I managed to finish a 9 mile run. Barbie was coming by later on and came out and met me and kept me company for the last 2.5 miles. It was tough, but I managed to finish the 9 miles strong. I'm so happy that I did it!
Tomorrow is weigh-in day for me. I'm hoping for the best, but I had pizza twice this weekend. Ugh!