Where has the time gone? First it was freezing, then snowing, and now it's spring and the thunderstorm is rolling in.
A 5k finished off March and brought in my 2014 race year. 35 minutes by my watch, which is pretty good, in my opinion, for not having had a good 2013 race/fitness year. Last year I gained weight, clothing size because I was cold and tired all the time (since August of 2011, but it really caught up to me last year). My muscles felt like I had run 10 miles after running 3 miles.
My friend Carla and I ran this March 5k last year too. It is a fabulous one just north of Iowa City, great atmosphere and course. This year, the course was moved west a little bit and was mostly flat. I don't remember the chip timing aspect of the race last year, but we selected to run the 5k, instead of just walk, and we had chips, but everyone was a 'gun start'. I am so glad I started my watch when I crossed and finished. It was 35 min exactly. Pretty fun.
April brought with it the Fools 5k, which is a fun local race where costumes are appreciated. My friend Stacia came over for the event. She's just starting on the 5k path. She did one last year "with me" wherein I ran a half and she walked the 5k that was held (hilly 5k too). This year we walked the 5k together with her 5 year old. We came in a few minutes under an hour. Considering it was 29degrees at the start and got up to about 40 for the event, it was a perfect day!
Today I was suppose to do a 5k with my sister, but due to immature party folks the events for the whole week were canceled. I still don't understand how people work together in a mob---how do ten drunk guys decide to topple a car? Does one drunk guy lean against a car, start it rocking and then say, "uh, hey, we uh, we uh, we should flip this over, like a cow!" It doesn't make sense to me, nor why one would consider it fun when drunk or sober, and I believe no one does something drunk that they'd never do when sober. Drinking releases inhibitions, it doesn't make a person change.
Instead, I spent today working in the yard by trimming and cutting out some bushes on the property. Pretty sure my glutes and hamstrings are going to scream at me tomorrow when I do my long run!