Friday night wasn't a good night sleepwise. For some inexplicable reason my diaphragm decided it had been far too long since my last bout with hiccups.
Clearly the best time for a fit of hiccups is at 0230 am...for the next 3 hours.
My neck and stomach muscles are still sore. Hiccups are a heck of a core workout in case you were wondering. One set of 3 hours of hiccups is plenty.
Needless to say, my planned long run for Saturday morning was questionable at best based on the perceived effort of just assembling breakfast for the kids and myself. (In fact I forgot about my oatmeal until I went to make lunch!)
I decided that Saturday was a perfect rest day. And I was perfectly content to go runless.
I even valiantly resisted testing my new shoes.
Until 2000 or so (8pm for you non hospital/military folks).
Everyone knows the best time for a shakedown run in new shoes requires completely upsetting bedtime routines. And laundry.
Armed with pure inconvenience, I ran 2.25 miles of one minute intervals alternating 12:00 pace with 9:50 min pace. My idea was to teach my body to regroup while continuing on running. No walking allowed.
At least that was the idea.
Either way, my new shoes were light and comfy, and as an added bonus they caused me to run like I was drunk on the treadmill.
Plus they are a super bright shade of red/pink that I catch out of the corner of my eye causing me to think I'm being chased by a neon peacock.
My feet/ankles/knees are a little tired as a result of transitioning to minimalist shoes, but no pain. Tomorrow morning I'm running the 5k course again
In my very jealous older shoes.