Another 6.2 miler in the books! Today was an AWESOME day for a run – gorgeous, sunny skies, and 70s here in Boston today, just ripe for a longer run before celebrating Easter – and lots of eating – with the fam.
My one complaint after today’s outing? My heel, right near the back of my ankle, hurts. But not when I have sneakers or heels on, just when I have either flip-flops on or barefeet. Weird, no? Not really sure what’s up there but I’m happy to ignore it for now. 😉
As for the run itself – it was good, long, but good and I felt accomplished when we crossed the “finish” line. BUT I still, for the life of me, can’t quite fathom how I’ll ever run 13.1 miles in a few months. It still feels rather foreign and sort of insurmountable in a way. I mean, I know I’ll get there but seriously, that’s a LONG time to run! Ack! Although, as I was mulling this over on the ride back from brunch with my sisters, mom and grandparents, I thought about it this way. Thinking back to December when the Kick journey all began, I had plenty of “I’ll never be able to…” moments. From the “I’ll never be able to learn all this choregraphy” to “How will I ever project enough so my students can hear me cue?” or the best “I’ll never be able to teach all ten tracks on my own, I’ll die!”
Yet, here I am. All of those “I’ll never be able to…” moments have come and gone and I’ve knocked them down, one by one. So, in theory, the half marathon goal for September should totally be doable, right? 🙂
In other news, the salmon cakes at girls night were a big hit! I’m so glad I gave them a whirl – they were super-easy to make and VERY tasty. And, as always, girls night was a blast. Here are a couple of pics from the night – it was one of the best girls nights we’ve had in awhile. God, I love my girls, they are the best friends ever, not gonna lie. 😉
Salmon cakes with homemade tarter sauce – pretty fancy right??
The rest of the spread – caprese salad, shrimp and veggie spring rolls, veggies and dip, taboule. Very spring-y!
And now, I’m sitting on the deck enjoying a lovely glass of wine with the hubs before we’re off to watch the first Red Sox game of the season at his best friend’s house nearby (his house is actually the halfway point for our 6.2 mile route!). GO SOX!!