Oh, the pain!

As I've said before, we haven't been all that good at getting out there and walking during the week, but we did get out and did 8 miles on Sunday.

Ooch. Ouch. That's the most I've done since my marathon, plus I've added occasional bursts of running into the mix, so my tushy was sore, I tell you. Seth seems to have disgustingly inherited his father's marathon genes, and nothing fazes him. No, I mean, "Good for him! That's great!"

We're shooting for 10 miles this weekend, and we'll probably keep it around there for a bit, because we're really busy in April and we're doing a 1/2 marathon in the beginning of May, so no need to go crazy.

I'll tell you how the 1/2 goes!

Where I is at.

We're doing alright with the walking. I was sick for a week and then my mother was here for a week, soooo....not too hot. I'll be back on it tomorrow, I promise. Pinky swear!
As usual, it's harder for Seth to get out regularly, and we really need to be bumping up his mileage, because WE ARE DOING the Avenue of the Giants 1/2 marathon in May. I am telling you!!!! (teeth gritted and fists clenched) We will prevail!!

Our weather has been absolutely fabulous, so the getting outside is much more enticing. I also have been walking with one of my new friends, so that is also good for me, not as great for Seth. And I haven't done a big walk in a while, which alarms me a bit. Oh well.

On a side note, I had a dream last night that I was rollerblading all over the place- over rough terrain, tree trunks, jumping things, zooming past people, basically running on my blades uphill. The even sweeter part? I was hurrying to get to wherever I was going because I was doing a half marathon in a few minutes. Hah! When I woke up, I still thought I was capable of that. For a few, dreamy minutes.