I woke up this morning with high hopes that my feet would be completely back to normal and I would be injury-free... but that wasn't the case :( My feet were still hurting in a way that didn't feel like normal aches and pains. I sent Jessica a text that I was going to take another rest day (I was supposed to do a 3-mile interval run).
Lori's One-Minute Muffin (yet again), only I used cocoa powder instead of cinnamon to make it a chocolate muffin. YUM! I spread it with Nutella and it was a very satisfying (and filling) breakfast.
I had made plans to meet Andrea, who I only knew as a friend of Jessica's, for coffee at 10. Andrea said she was interested in blogging, and wanted to learn a little about it, so of course I was happy to discuss! As I was getting ready to head out the door at 9:30, I noticed that Noah left his snack on the counter. It was his turn to bring in a snack for his entire class. I grabbed it and flew out the door, planning on bringing it to the school before meeting Andrea.
Of course I forgot my laptop (which I was going to bring to show some stuff to Andrea) and I forgot my cell phone. I got to the school and ran across the parking lot to drop off the snack--and I realized that I truly was RUNNING and it wasn't very painful at all. I was really excited about that! I hope that I'm not injured after all and maybe I'm just sore.
I jumped back into the Jeep and headed to the coffee shop to meet Andrea. I had hoped that I would have enough time to stop at the grocery store and buy her a jar of Biscoff spread (a.k.a. cookie butter), because Jessica told me she wanted to try it. It was 9:56 as I was driving past the grocery store, and at the last second I turned in. I sprinted out of the car and across the parking lot, into the store, and to the back (of course); grabbed the Biscoff spread, sprinted back to the front of the store and paid, then booked it back to the Jeep. It was 9:58.
I arrived at the coffee shop at 10:01, so I was only a minute late--and totally worth it, considering I came bearing cookie butter!! ;)
I had decaf coffee, and this time I believe it really was decaf, because I felt just fine. I chatted with Andrea for about an hour and then came home. I couldn't get the cookie butter off of my mind, and the jar in the pantry was taunting me. I caved, and ate it by the spoonful out of the jar. I was mad at myself, so before I polished the whole thing off, I poured some dish soap in it and threw the rest in the trash.
I guess I proved that I can't have cookie butter in the house just yet. I'm doing great with the Nutella! And I hadn't even touched the cookie butter, until today. Oh well, lesson learned.
I think I'll be good to go for running tomorrow. I haven't decided if I'm going to do 3 miles of intervals or a 6-mile easy run. I'd kind of like to do intervals one last time before my 5K on Sunday, but I'm afraid of messing up my feet. I'm glad that Monday is our step-back week (our long run is only 10 miles, rather than increasing from the 13 we just did).
Wow--I never thought I'd say "only 10 miles" when referring to running... see what marathon training has done to me?! ;)