Back on Track (but not at the track)

This was my long weekend.

I was off on Friday.  I do love a flexible work schedule!  Last week I didn't run. At all.  At all, at all.  Zero miles.  You know, except for the 31 on Sunday.  Other than that.  I decided to try real rest.  No yoga either.  You know what?  I got terribly bored!  What do people who don't exercise DO with their time???  I knew my body needed the rest so I gladly gave it despite the boredom. 

Saturday morning I was supposed to run a 5K.  Because some idiot (me) signed up for a 5K the weekend after her ultra.  I missed packet pick up and made a deal with myself.  I'd run up to the high school Saturday morning and if I felt okay, I'd run the race, not race it.  If I didn't feel good, I'd get my packet, turn around and walk home.  You know what I ended up doing?  Sleeping in!  That's right, rolled right over, pulled the covers over my head and my cat closer. 

Best decision ever.

I couldn't sleep too terribly late though for it was Garden Build Day at the church.  I'm excited to be a part of a Community Garden!  I've never grown a bonafide garden before.  A few years ago I tried my hand at pumpkins.  I had minor success.  This year though, I'm going whole hog.  Vegetables you can eat!  (I hope!)

I packed up my tools in the Civic, put my pink gloves on and headed out to build a garden.

Many hands make light work, truer words have never been spoken.  When I arrived, it was merely an empty filed.  In just a few short (but tiring) hours, we had 20 beds built and filled.  It was incredible to see everyone working together!  Here's "my" bed being raked by a neighbor and church member.

I'm so excited to be a part of this!  10% of your harvest goes to the church food pantry.  So now I feel the pressure to be successful!  I'm planning on putting lettuce, potatoes and onions down now.  In a few weeks I'll put down tomatoes, pepper and green beans.  Maybe okra! Just call me That Pink Farmer. 

Of course I was famished after working the earth all morning. I rewarded myself with Fuzzy's Taco.  Mmm, cheesy.  I had old lady hands from being out in the cold all morning. Yes, cold.  Where was this perfect running weather, last weekend?

After digesting all that Tex Mex, I headed to yoga.  Oh, it felt so goooood to finally sweat again!  I've decided to take this week off from running as well.  I do have a half in six weeks, but I'm not worried.  My body will benefit more from the rest than jumping right back in to training mode.  So I'm setting the goal to go to yoga every single day this week.  It's not exactly Amber's 30 day yoga challenge, but it's a start.  I went to my favorite 90 minute class today.  Ah, yogay.  I may throw a few short runs in there just to get the legs moving, but NO speed work, NO track work, NO tempo runs.  S-l-o-w.  Pinky promise.

I'm also going to get my eating back on track.  My appetite vanished leading up to and just after my ultra.  But boy howdy did it ever come back on Tuesday!  I've been eating everything in sight.  I'm a bottomless bit.  No thought has been given to nutrition either.  So I'm calling an audible and  banishing the crap from my diet.  I cannot continue to eat like I'm training for a 50K.  You know, when I'm not. 

So, back on the nutritious train.  No more cookies, no more chips, no more eating out like I'm made of money.  Of course, as bad as my intake got, I'd never given up on my milk.  And it tastes soooo much better in my Houston finisher's mug!

What are your goals for this week?