Today we have snow. Lots of it. I'm not sure how it got here, because I'm pretty sure the weather report made no mention of 5-6 inches of snow in the forecast.
It does not look like the first week of spring to me. Stable Boy reminded me we need to be grateful for the moisture since many of the reservoirs were so low last year. He's right, but I am still bummed. I've been having dreams of green grass and tulips and daffodils and mountain trail rides. I know they will be here sooner or later, but I was really hoping for sooner.
I tried one a couple weeks ago. It peaked at two three-minute intervals at 7 mph, sandwiched between three three-minute intervals at 6.5 mph. These were supposed to provide recovery time. WHATEVER! I got done with the three minutes at 7 mph and had to drop down to a walk for a minute to catch my breath before I could continue running. At one time I could keep that pace for 3.5 hours. Now I could barely keep it going for 3 minutes. Kind of depressing.
BUT, yesterday I did the same workout and was able to keep running the whole time! Yea for me! (Never mind the fact that I was sweaty, red-faced and gasping for air.)
This tells me I'm finally starting to get in shape--even if my jiggle-belly says otherwise.
I think I'm going to sign up for The Heart and Sole of Rigby 5K at the end of April. Unlike most of the 5K's in Rexburg-which typically are 1.5 miles uphill to the temple and then turn around and go back down the hill to the start line--this race is supposed to be "flat and family friendly". Sounds good to me!