I've been having a hard time sleeping lately for some reason, but I was sound asleep this morning when the phone rang at 6:17. I couldn't imagine who would be calling that early, but I fumbled around for the phone. I was furious when I saw the number on the caller ID:
I don't bank with Chase, and knew there would be absolutely no reason for them to call me. I have a very old credit card with them, but there is no balance on it and I haven't used it in forever. I answered the phone on the third ring, and there was that long, automated pause and then the line was disconnected.
I immediately called the number back, to insist they remove me from their calling list. After going through all the automated stuff, and being transferred twice, I finally explained what happened. The customer service rep looked at my account and said nobody had called me, and nobody had called me from there in months/years. That makes no sense, because 1) it was on my caller ID, and 2) I called the number back that showed up on the ID and it was, in fact, Chase!
After all that, there was no way I was going to be able to fall back asleep, so I decided to get up and do my run early... and outside. It was only 55 degrees outside, which is awesome for August running! I pushed aside my bird fear, and just hoped the birds would leave me alone today. I had speed work on the schedule: 6 x 800 meters (0.5 mile) at 5K pace. Hansons calls for a 0.25-mile recovery between intervals, but I just shortened it to 90 seconds. I feel like a quarter-mile walk is too much for a recovery. (Someone commented that I'm risking injury by changing the recovery part of the program; Hansons discusses the recovery on page 57, and it's totally acceptable to change it depending on the circumstances.)
For last week's speed work, I did 6.5 mph on the treadmill for three-minute intervals (that's about a 9:13/mile pace). Since I was running outside this morning, I knew my intervals wouldn't be as consistent in pace, but I was really curious about where my pace is at when running outside.
I stuck close to my house, avoiding the routes where the birds are usually the worst, and pushed myself to what felt like a decent pace on my intervals. After a 90-second warm-up walk, I pressed the "lap" button on my watch to start my first interval. I ran for about a quarter mile, and then glanced down--I realized I'd actually paused my Garmin instead of starting the interval! I was super bummed, because I had just run pretty hard. But I started the new interval right away, and just started from there. So my first interval was actually 0.75 miles, but my Garmin only shows 0.5.
I really tried to run at a pace that I felt I could maintain for a 5K, but not much more than a 5K. Basically, it was hard, but not puke-when-I'm-finished hard. I was thrilled when I was done and saw my splits! I had been a little worried that the treadmill was playing tricks on me, but my pace is definitely improving.
My half mile splits were: 4:52, 4:42, 4:33, 4:35, 4:26, 4:23 (pace of 9:44, 9:25, 9:07, 9:10, 8:53, 8:46). Having a couple of splits in the sub-9:00 pace was really motivating to me. I remember thinking that last week's speed work on the treadmill felt hard (running at a 9:13 pace), so I feel like I've made some progress. Making progress is fun! ;)
After showering and all that good stuff, the kids and I took Joey over to my brother's house to visit with his dogs. He was working, but Kendall (his girlfriend) was there. I can't remember if I mentioned this, but she moved in with him recently! Nathan had Bailey (a black lab) and Kendall had Tyke and Neela (two pit bulls), so they now have three dogs. Kendall is also dog-sitting her parents' poodle right now. And with Joey, that made FIVE dogs there to play! They all get along really well, and Nathan's yard is really big and fenced in, so the dogs had a blast wearing themselves out.
When we were getting ready to leave, Eli kept telling me to there was a bee's nest on the porch. I assumed it was like any other I've seen, so I didn't pay much attention. But when we were walking out, I finally noticed it... and holy cow, it was HUGE.
We had opened the door a few times, getting ready to go, and the bees (I think they were bees... they looked different from any I'd seen before) were all swarming all over the place. Once we got everyone back from the porch, and the bees calmed down, I took a quick picture. I've never seen a bee's nest that big before!
Noah has baseball tryouts tonight. I'm so nervous for him! It's a two-day tryout for a travel team that plays year-round. Yesterday was the first day, and he did really well. There are a LOT of good kids there though, so I'm not sure what his chances are of making the team. They are only going to take about 1/3 of the kids that try out. Of course, I don't mind if he doesn't make it--I'll just be sad for HIM. I don't want him to think that means he's not good! I think I'm more nervous than he is ;)