Showing posts with label lunges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lunges. Show all posts

Friday, December 2, 2011

Prime day for a run

It seemed so beautiful out when I walked Tim to school this morning that I couldn't resist a run outside. I ended up with wet feet and cold ears. Ah well. It wasn't so bad, and I'd have gone further if I didn't have stuff to do (hosting book club here tonight: The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. Book club and wine club always seem to land on the same weekend!)

Anyway, it was an easy 5K (30 minutes), with 120 (slippery and precarious) walking lunges -- in sets of 20 with a few steps of rest between each.

If the snow keeps coming, my trails will be impassable -- for running shoes, anyway. In actuality, my Gatineau Park running trails will be transformed into ski trails. Maybe I should ask for x-country skis for x-mas? Or snowshoes?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Sprints while the weather holds

Nutshell: Jogged to the park, sprinted up a hill eight times, jogged home, lunged 60 times, stretched (a bit). Listened to jets fly overhead.

Details: Distance to the park is 1.2 km. Ran 13-15 second sprints (around 50 m), with 1:15 min rest in between, including walking back to the start of the sprint. About half the sprint (the middle half) was up a very steep hill.

The park was really busy today, so a couple of my rests were a little longer as I waited for meanderers to get off my hill. (I didn't want to startle anyone. What with my superhero tights and all.) I realized that the busy-ness was likely due to Remembrance Day. Our neighbourhood is full of government lackeys, who all have a holiday today. I'm guessing Overunder's commute was quicker than usual today? May bode well for being on time to wine club tonight!

Also, I'm going to write this down so I'm accountable: I have a car now. (As of Wednesday, Onge passed on the keys to the Green Chariot*.) But, I'm going to keep WALKING Tim to school as long as I can (ie: until the sidewalks are impassable with the stroller. He's still too little to walk that far. Or if it's frigid.) One-way-only exceptions allowed for days when I really need to get shit done at home -- like today, I picked him up so that I'd have time to listen to the Remembrance Day ceremonies on the radio.

* Green Chariot: A sporty 1998 Honda Civic. She's got power nothing, unless you count the powerfully rusting buckled ding on the trunk where Onge backed into a tree. Probably the one beside her own driveway.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Not getting better at this

5K = 25:16 minutes. And I was trying. Ugh.

(Maybe I'll improve when I start getting more than six hours sleep each night? Say, in five years or so?)

Plus 60 lunges (3 x 20), even though we played a long game in the rain last night.