I ran 7 miles last night without bandaids on my feet. No blisters. I kept the pace light, 9:30, in case it was the pace that did it. I just needed the miles, having not run since Saturday. I’ve been really bad about keeping up with the mileage this week.
Another bad thing? I find that I am overeating like crazy at night. Needless to say (but I will), the weight is piling on again. Pants not fitting nicely any more. :(
I just can’t help it. I arrive home, and just need something to eat. I went out to dinner with my folks the other night, and came home and ate two poptarts. WTH? Outrageously stupid.
This week is a step-down week. 13 miles this weekend. Then New Haven. Then 19, 20, and taper. I need to make truffles this weekend too.