Thursday, November 23, 2006


What a week.

A canceled flight. A 24-hour business trip to Orlando. A tight deadline that my editor insisted on - but after busting my butt to file my story, the newsroom emptying for the for the Thanksgiving Day holiday - she didn't even stick around to read it.

My running regimen has also been a bit lax. After a solid 13-mile run last Saturday, I didn't run on Sunday because I spent much of the day on planes or waiting in airports with other laptop-toting road warriors. Monday, I cranked out 5.3 miles on a treadmill in a gym pulsating with hyperactive club music and steroid-enhanced dudes with huge pecs and toothpick-thin legs.

Tuesday was a quiet but quad-busting 30-minute ride on a stationary bike and some crunches, neglecting to lift weights because ... I just didn't feel like it.

And today, after writing my brains out, I decided to hoist a lemontini and nibble on tapas with a friend after work instead of logging a 12 X 400 speed workout.

Do I feel guilty?


Enough to brave the the bone-chilling weather at midnight on a windy November evening and doing a fartlek run down lonely, rain-spattered streets?

Not on your life.


  1. Phew! You had me worried for a second there but then your story had a happy ending. It's okay to rest once in a while.

    Happy Thanksgiving!

  2. For once I'm glad you didn't feel guilty enough to wander off in the dark of night by yourself.

    Sorry to hear about the travel problems; we all get our (un)fair share of it from time to time. Have a good Thanksgiving!

  3. I could have shown you 5.3 miles of scenic running in Orlando; better than a treadmill but not so sure with steroid-enhanced dudes. I guess you picked right.

  4. Hi Bex,
    Hope you had a Happy Thanksgiving. :-)

  5. Sorry - above comment was mine. Hit the damn enter button before I could enter my name. LOL

  6. LOL! - Great post. It sounds like you are getting some good X-Training in... and Lemontini curls are a good workout in my book.