Days 71 & 72

So since Chris has this super annoying thing called a job now, we can't run in the mornings anymore unless we want to run at like 5:00 a.m. I'd rather stab my eyes out with a spoon. So we have to run in the afternoons or evenings, and try to work around the heat. Also, I since I currently have back-to-back dance classes Tuesdays, we have to run Mondays until that's done. So yesterday we did our 8 miles. Unfortunately, it was storming, so we had to do it on the treadmill. Talk about miserable. We started at a 9:30 pace, and threw in some hill intervals. But my stomach was hurting, so I had to stop, and Chris got ahead, so then I upped my pace to try to catch back up. But then we both ended up pushing the speed, and the last mile was approaching sprint speed. Almost died. Thankfully, I had baked a delicious cake to come back to. Good reward.

Apparently, however, my body saved all of its hateful revenge for today. I felt every single workout from Sunday and the run. So sore and stiff and miserable. And I had dance tonight, as previously mentioned... my arms were hardly up to the task. I persevered, though. We started choreography for the African drum solo... I can only describe it as a joyful, happy dance. Love it. I'm also taking my first intermediate level class... I think the only real difference is less talking, more drilling. But it's good... I was feeling stalled in the beginner's classes. I'm ready for the step up. If only they offered more intermediate level classes...

Hopefully tomorrow my body is done punishing me so I can survive the awful day of work waiting for me and enjoy dance.