Today’s run made for Day #12 of 30 in my 30 Day Challenge. It took every bit of focus and energy to make it through since:
1) I currently am going hoarse in the throatbox possibly due to yelling at immature, high school douches last night
2) I ran on a treadmill and Mother Nature decided to beam sun rays of demon heat at me. *I’m not used to running in 75 degree weather anymore!* I semi-melted.
3) My calves, glutes, hip flexors, and quads are all slightly….nay moderately sore from playing soccer against dudes last night. For not 1, but 2 games.
Yes. I, Eli queen of the Asics running shoes and master of no distances, decided to make my return to the soccer field last night. I felt like the Rocky theme song should have been montaging me through my warm-up on the field. I was so not ready to play against all guys. Especially since all of my old fast-twitch muscles have decided to convert into slow-twitch ones especially made for running in 1 GEAR ONLY. I am like a reliable plow-horse. Efficient. Dependable. Not flashy. Last a long time.
Except I don’t last a long time when I running around like a maniac trying to tackle grown men that are obviously superior in both strength, agility, and speed. And also may or may not be giant douches with a complex against having girls be good at anything. Which is probably why I got punched in the arm last night. Yeah, classy, I know. So, yes, if you were wondering, I made it my personal mission to make some of them look stupid. 🙂
I can’t wait for next Thursday. It’s fun to be competitive at things besides running and Dance Central now and then.
Tomorrow’s plan is for Day #13 to involve 7 miles of outdoor bliss! I love the slow build-up of distance that leads up to April 22. Sub 1:51:00 here I come!