My evil plan worked out fantastically.
I lifted weights last night so that when I got my flu shot at work today, the soreness from the shot would blend right in the with the weight-lifting soreness. Luckily neither type of soreness was very noticeable. Sometimes flu shots hurt like hell and then wipe me out for the day, but this one hardly affected me. Win.
After work, I ate a Clif bar and a banana (so hungry. all the time.) before heading over to Road Runner Sports, where I had to return something and pick up some new arch-support inserts.

Road Runner is my happy place. This is just a tiny fraction of the glorious store.
I first got custom inserts from Road Runner in May when I learned that I have very high arches and regular inserts just wouldn’t cut it. I had major shin issues before getting these inserts, and haven’t had issues since. Hundreds of miles later, I started feeling a little shin-splinty again, like the inserts weren’t supporting my arches like they used to.
So I had shiny, new ones made. I was prepared to pay $$ for them, like I did last time. Imagine my surprise when the Road Runner guy said I could “trade him” my old ones and get the new ones for free. Oh, heyyy! Win.
Then I hit the gym for a 7-mile run. I can’t even remember the last time I used a treadmill, but it was super gloomy and dark outside when I finished at Road Runner, so the treadmill was calling my name.
Guess what? It’s still boring. And it doesn’t record runs longer than 60 minutes, so I ran 6 miles + 1 mile.


7 miles, 1:05:16, 9:19 pace. Big sweaty times. Win.
Also snapped my first-ever gym photo.

This the little room where I stretch, and where some people do things that I hate to do, like crunches. Ugh.
I’m just finishing up a hearty, healthy dinner — chicken breast, sauteed zucchini, baked yam — which will keep me full tonight. I’m finding that I either fall asleep starting to feel hungry or wake up feeling really hungry these days, which means I need to get more food in. my. face. Yayyy for more food! Win.
I really, seriously love marathon training.