Monday: Logged my fastest 5K ever in 26:18, despite having sampled all the beer the night before.  Before the race, Shane asked if I was going to run a 9 minute pace, then bet me that I could do 8:30.  I said no way – and then did it.  I was exhausted and definitely needed the Rice Krispies treat and banana that I picked up at the finish line, but felt so awesome for (1) getting up and bringing it and (2) running a faster pace than I thought possible.

Tuesday: Followed up Monday’s awesome race with a terrible, terrible round of CORE SYNERGISTICS.  If last week was hard, this week was impossible.  Or very nearly impossible.  Like, collapsed on the floor sobbing between sets impossible.  I got through the last 10 minutes by imagining that I was at boot camp and that Tony was the drill sergeant – and then I slammed a healthy dinner, took a long walk for ice cream, and went to bed frustrated and discouraged at 10pm.

Wednesday: Shoulders & Arms, take two.  So far this is my favorite workout in the series – it’s tough, but I can feel and see progress, and I don’t generally get confused.  Also there’s no pushups or pullups.  I was awake early, so I hit the gym at 6:15 and was finished BRINGING IT by 7:30.  Happy days.

Thursday: 40 minute run, or a bit over 4 miles and feeling good.  Diet stuff is making me crazy, so it was good to have some time to clear my head.  Shane, on the other hand, has been doing really well with his diet and P90X – I’m really proud of him!

Friday: Up early for Legs & Back, which was soooo much better the second time around.  I wasn’t as sore, and only needed minimal support on the one-legged squats.  Totally brought, then off to Chicago for Keem and Paul’s wedding and dancing til I felt like my feet might fall off.

Saturday: Woke up at 8.  Thought “I should really get up and go run before it gets too hot.”  Had a moment of panic that we hadn’t confirmed that we could park where we were parked and so went outside to check.  Car was still there.  Went back to bed.  Woke up at 9.  Thought, “I should really go running.  If I don’t fall back to sleep in 10 minutes, I will go run.”  Fell back asleep.  Woke up at 10.  Realized that if I didn’t get out of bed and run RIGHT AWAY, it wasn’t going to happen.  My prescribed long run was out, but there was still time for a few miles – maybe even enough to get me to Lake Michigan and back.  Didn’t quite make it there, but did get in 4 fast and sweaty miles, a 10 minute turn around from run to car, and out to the burbs (still sweating) for brunch with Mom, Jenn, Max, and Fubs.  Success!

Sunday: Rest.  I wanted to do 3-4 miles by the lake, but lunch plans and laziness won out.  That’s OK – after sun and driving and friends and late nights, I needed time off.

p90E week 2: BROUGHT.