Leg Conversations and I love Pudding

After listening to my Mom just scare me to pieces about how if I get less than seven hours of sleep a night I will fall asleep at the wheel and my cells will not grow and replenish and I will not be as awesome an athlete as I can be (okay I added that last part...), I am making this a short post so I can hop/limp to bed. So, here's a quick recap of today and yesterday:

Yesterday's conversation between me and my legs:
Me: Legs, why aren't you working properly? Don't you know this is a recovery run?!
Legs: Can it, sweetie. We ran 24 miles and feel like poop.
Me: (decreasing treadmill speed): arggggg

Yup. Yesterday's run was the worst I have had in as long as I can remember... not because I had to decrease the speed, but because my legs just wouldn't pick up! On the elliptical in the afternoon, I nearly fell off I was so exhausted. I know, you say: Dumbo, why didn't you! I  answer: I committed myself to 90 minutes on that thing, plus I was in the middle of a Runner's World article...
    My thoughts on the leg fatigue? Not even carb replenishment... I focused too much on protein and salt this weekend... Darn you, nutrition!

 Today:
2.35 warmup, 5x :40 @ 8.5, :20 @ 6.0; 2x 1:40 @8.5, :20 @ 6.0, 2.5 mile cool down.
Verdict:  That's right, I'm Wonderwoman. (I am totally getting a tattoo of this or superwoman after my first Kona/Boston) My legs felt heavy at the beginning, but I stayed positive and knocked the socks off that workout!!!

And then tonight I celebrated Fat Tuesday with a delicious Frittatta made by my papa, some french toast, and more fritatta with all the leftover veggies. I think I might become a vegetarian just so I can eat more veggies... I love them more than chocolate (that is the truth). I also had my last chocolate cocoa cookies until Lent is over. I am addicted to them, so I decided to give them up. 40ish days without them? Not sure how I'll deal...

And now I am off to bed, because I have a 7 mile run tomorrow morning and I am determined to rock it no matter how my legs feel. Hopefully my playlist full of techno and Jason Mraz will help...weird combo, I know, but try it. The boy's soothing voice makes me forget all the lactic acid building up in my quads.

Also: Do yourselves a favor and go make some sugar-free instant butterscotch pudding. It is the most delicious thing in the entire world and makes me feel like I am 5 again, sitting in my kitchen in the summertime and watching my Mom pour Jello packages into my favorite blue bowl for summer cookouts. Ah, summer...

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