Following up my rides from last week, I rode Tuesday with another teacher from school (who's slower, but will go out for hours on her bike...we're planning a few long rides together this summer), and Thursday alone (skipping a faculty meeting...hey, I have priorities). Thursday my ass was saved from several wipeouts by a FedEx truck in front of me that forced me to slow down as I was descending (too quickly) down a twisty, unfamiliar back road. I also lifted at lunch Thurs and took Andra for a 40 minute walk in the evening. Wednesday I ran 4-5 miles. The weather this week was just too good to pass up. I felt so great about my working out (and having it be so much fun) that I didn't even mind that every night (M, T, W, Th) right after I put Andra to bed I had to go tutor for an hour. It was non-stop, but when I get the workouts in it's all ok.
Boot camp this morning, not sure about tomorrow, and then maybe a 5-miler on Monday morning. I won't PR of course...haven't been running enough to have any endurance and the speedwork I did for my 5k PR won't be enough (plus I've sort of stopped doing it!). I think I might do this one mile race in June in the town I teach in. It'll be a default PR, and just maybe (but doubtful) I could do it under 7 minutes!
I wish I were back at the running level I was before, when 9 miles was nothing and I was always in half-marathon shape. But, that's when I was always training for something. Seems like a long time ago! I'm really just so psyched to be getting out on my bike, even for just short hour long rides. And my biceps are, I think, the strongest and biggest they've ever been. I'm pretty content.