The weekend that wasn't

Or at least wasn't anything special to report on. Wifey wimped out on our run saturday. Her mom was watching the kids, so we decided to run together outside rather than go to the gym. I planned the same 13 mile route that I ran last saturday, only we agreed to slow down, monitor the pace a little better, and for me not to run away from her.

Now she did her 18 miles last saturday on the treadmill. I still don't know how. But it was determined that she is not an outside runner. at all. So while she absolutely kicks my tail when running without going anywhere, she prefers walking outside. Actually, the first hill threw off her breathing pattern, and we slowed to walk to reestablish the pattern. and then almost never made it back to a jog. I guess I run with blinders on. I watch the traffic, sure, but I know the landmarks well enough not to be distracted by them. And wifey, as it turns out, likes to stare down the landscapes and discuss the businesses and such.

So our 13 mile route was supposed to be two loops to refill hydration in between. During one of the loops, we circle the high school twice to make the milage even out.

We made it one loop, 5.4 miles, in an hour and 16 minutes. that's pretty slow for a walking pace. I'm not trying to say anything negative here. She had a side stitch that would ramp up every time we tried to pick up the pace. That got pretty limiting. It was also raining. If it wasn't raining, it would have at least been a fun morning outside.

So we went to Atlanta, the holiday party was fine. The food was great, we got to converse with the other drunkards I work with. I had about 6 or 7 glasses of Scotch, and got me a nice little buzz going for the first time in too long. Everyone at the office was amazed at my gravitas for taking on the upcoming b2b half next year, and even more amazed that I got Stu to swim the thing too. His wife is a part owner of the company, and she is taking out more life insurance for him now. Oh, and more people than I thought were expecting me to show up with the mustache and mutton chops still intact. We did have a pretty good laugh about that.

Turns out I was too hungover sunday afternoon for my hopeful bike ride. So I got in a gym workout instead. 4 miles on the elliptical and some weights, about an hour total.

This week I've got to slam those hours out. The holiday travels are going to be crazy, all over freakin south and north carolina. So I've got to bill 5 days worth of work into the 2.5 days i will actually be able to work this week. It's going to be nuts!