Right now I am tired and my ass hurts and my back is a little tender, but I did it.

I biked the two miles down to Belmont Harbor, from there I ran two miles along the lake to Castaways, ran back to the Harbor, for a total of four miles, stretched a tad, and got back on my bike and did the two miles home.

A couple of things:

* Running on the lake at the beach is harder. The sun was beating down on me, pretty much the whole time, and it's also windier at the lake. Also? Sand. Everywhere. There is a trail, but there was still sand. And it rained yesterday so it was a little sloppy.

* It is very hard not to let yourself get tripped up by all of the incredibly fast, in-shape, awesome runners on the lake. These folks are SERIOUS. Running the hood is a lot more solitary and not many, if any, people pass you by. Here, different story.

Despite how tired I am, and I'm getting a bit of a headache right now, I'm going to try and make this a regular Wednesday thing. It was nice to run near the water and to watch the skyline as I did it. Plus I forgot that there are a billion fountains so I won't have to carry my pesky water bottle with me. THAT was a pain in the ass.

All in all, a good experience and a seriously solid workout.

Lastly, today I am wearing white pants and a navy t-shirt. It is the first time in the history of owning these pants - four years now - that I have not worn my denim jacket over the whole thing.

Fuck it.

It's hot, the pants fit awesomely, and it's not like I'm doing anything more than perpetuating the issue for myself that I'm still too fat to wear certain things without camouflage of some sort. Because I am not.

I'm not going to wait until I'm "good enough" to wear white pants. Screw that noise. I just worked my ass off this morning. I earned this shit.

Posted by Erin at 12:21 PM | filed under: Training