Well, not yet.
But, I did do 5 intervals of 9.1mph (1:30) with rest intervals at 7.1mph (1:00).
That, in combination with 5 hills at increasing grades (3-6%) means a few things...
1) I am falling in love with the treadmill; for some reason, I am able to push myself much harder on the damn machine. It's a semi-abusive relationship, but I've never been one capable of avoiding those.
2) I hate the crappy TV the gym forces me to watch. Every time I leave, I feel a little bit less intelligent. Good Morning America is apparently aimed toward tone-deaf nitwits. And yes, I'm a judgmental asshole.
3) I ran 5 'hilly' miles in 41:42. Even with the warm-up and cool-down, that's averaging less than an 8:00 mile. I'm definitely getting stronger and faster, even if I haven't been able to lose weight this week.
4) I am SO sore. Everywhere. Between the weights on Wednesday and the treadmill workout on Friday, I feel a little beaten up. Today is going to have to be in indoor trainer day (I'm too much of a wuss to attempt 40 degree outdoor riding), or maybe an easy run.
I leave for China in 2.5 weeks. I'll be there for 18 days, touring with the Philadelphia Camerata. I'm worried about how I'm going to maintain any sort of eating/exercise routine. I'm excited for the trip and of course it'll be a blast musically/personally, but I still don't want take a bunch of steps backward training-wise. We'll be in different cities almost every day -- it's a working tour with lots of rehearsing, performing, and traveling. I suppose I'll just have to fit in what I can, and accept that you lose some things as you gain others.
The Man and I are also planning a trip together in January before school starts up again after I get back from China. We're thinking of going back to the Caribbean; our trip last time got semi-interrupted by Hurricane Irene and Cancun in January sounds pretty awesome to me. It may sound silly, but we're only 7 or so months into this relationship -- despite that we live together, the prospect of not seeing him much for almost a month makes me cranky and (admittedly) somewhat insecure.
So, transitions generally aren't my forte, and there will be a bunch of them coming up... but, all in all, it's nothing to complain about. It should be a nice Winter Break.
And you know what? I'm actually getting better at handling change -- I'm currently patting myself on the back for the lack of freak-outs regarding the move, et al.
