The ridiculous wind actually woke me up this morning. It was really loud, and for a moment, I thought, "Oh, thank goodness it's a rest day today. I don't want to run in that!" But then I remembered it's Friday--my long run day.
I'd told Jessica I'd run 12 miles with her this morning, but I'd forgotten my kids had today off of school (a teacher in-service day, which is smart to do the day after Halloween!). Jerry was working this morning, so I couldn't get out for my run. That meant either switching my long run to Sunday, or running on the treadmill. I chose the treadmill, because I am trying to get my running back into a regular routine.
When I started running, I was aiming for 12 miles, but I figured that if I was miserable, I could stop any time after 8. I haven't used the treadmill in a long time, and it actually felt kind of strange at first. The treadmill always feels easier to me than running outside, even with the incline set to 1%, so I felt good! I set the pace at 8:57/mi and turned "The Secret Life of the American Teenager" on my computer to watch.
A couple of miles in, my parents came over. My mom needed a picture of her and my dad for the church directory, so she asked Noah to take the picture while I continued running. Then I somehow got into explaining/showing her how to edit and crop pictures on her iPhone (while I continued to run). I'm surprised I didn't fall flat on my face! After my parents left, I continued running, but I thought about the half-marathon and that I should probably run at the pace I'll be running at the race.
I'll be pacing Stephanie at a 9:55 pace, so I lowered the speed, and the run actually felt much more enjoyable after that. I rarely need water for anything less than a 10 mile run, but for some reason, I was dying of thirst about 7.5 miles in, so I stopped the treadmill and filled my water bottle. It was such a relief to drink the water!
I was feeling pretty good at mile 8, and then my computer gave a low-battery warning. At mile 8.5, the battery died. I certainly could have kept running, but I decided that 8.5 was plenty for today, especially since it was on the treadmill. I'm sure the half-marathon won't be a problem next weekend.
I actually made it through today without eating a single piece of my kids' Halloween candy! It was extremely difficult not to, but I knew that if I had even one piece, it would make it so much easier to just keep eating it, and soon, I'd be in a Halloween candy coma.
Speaking of not eating junk in the house, my Kitchen Safe has been a life savor! I just wish it were bigger; I may end up getting a second one. I put my problem foods in there: chocolate chips, Nutella (well, the Kroger brand), Clif Bars (they recently turned into a "problem food" when the Trail Mix flavor was introduced), and little packages of belVita breakfast biscuits.
I set the safe to open in the mornings when I wake up. I may use Nutella on an English muffin, or chocolate chips in my oatmeal. Then I take out just the portion of what I plan to eat for a snack later--1/2 a Clif Bar, or 1/2 the package of belVita. Before I even eat a bite of anything, I lock the safe, setting the timer for the following morning.
Mornings are very easy for me to stay on track, so it's not hard for me to resist eating everything before I lock it up. Then, in the afternoon, when I'm feeling snacky and want to eat a handful of chocolate chips, or a spoonful of Nutella, I can't--because it's locked up. I can only have what I took out of the safe that morning. It involves a little planning ahead, but this has worked out SO WELL. It has completely eliminated my "Oh, it's just a handful" or "Oh, it's just a spoonful" extra calories. I've been able to eat Nutella in moderation! That is a huge deal for me ;) It's probably rather pathetic that I have to rely on a safe like this, but hey, whatever works!