This week was remarkable for its peaceful banal normality. Another 7 days at home without travel.
For the first week in a long time, I don't recall feeling chaotically rushed at any specific point. I had enough time to think ahead. To plan. To get ready. And, if I'm honest, as a result, I was more present and effective than I ordinarily am in the active moments.
There was work, of course. And plenty, but not so much as to overtake the basics of each day's motions and prep for the next day.
The extremely healthy food/drink pattern continued with home-cooked dinners M-Th. Then, we were the annoying people limiting restaurant choices for Friday and Saturday with very tolerant friends. Saturday AM, we drove to SF for brunch with folks who flew in from out of town, and both E and I exercised impressive restraint (if I do say so myself) in resisting the delicious smells of chorizo, carnitas, carne asada and other Mexican defiance of modern nutritional abstinence teachings.
We easily fit the stuff that we often scramble to do: Shopping. Gardening. Dishes. Laundry. The second load of laundry revealed a plumbing problem: gurgling toilets, backflowed dirt into bathtubs, standing water in one bathroom. And of course, there was more laundry to be done as a result of cleaning up.
In a typical week in our life, there would not have been space for this wrinkle. The ripple effects would have been far and wide. Instead, we just called the plumber, stayed home and waited for him this afternoon. Booked travel for several upcoming trips. Paid bills. Sorted some of the guest room's detritus into piles to go to Goodwill, the used bookstore, recycling and the trash. I even fit in Japanese lessons most days in prep for this Fall's trip to Japan.
Perhaps the best part of this week was reading in bed next to E every night before sleep. This is always on my top ten list of favorite things, but depending on the day, it's a serious contender for first place. So that was pretty cool.
On the workout front, this feeling like I had "just enough" time treated me quite well. E and I completed all 6 of the week's tabata workouts in the mornings before we headed out. My total mileage was a respectable 34.6, for my 2nd highest mileage week this year.
The volume was nice, but I was more pleased that 9% of my mileage was sub 9:30/mile and only 14% was walking. Yes, these numbers still need some work, but they are better than anything I've posted so far this year, so I'll take them. If I could hold those percentages and get to 40+ miles/week, I'd be more than thrilled. The biggest reason why I am happy about the week, fitness wise, is that in addition to the ridiculously healthy eating, I pulled off all three of my target running workouts (in addition to several easy runs):
1. 1 mile w/u; 1 mile @ target half marathon effort (9:28/mile); 1+ mile c/d
2. 8X2:00 @ sub 9/mile (AVG pace 8:52/mile) with 2 minute jogging recovery plus w/u & c/d
3. 10 mile long run (in the heat today)
I even made it back to the yoga studio for a 75 minute heated asana and core class. (Yeah, I was sore.)
Nothing miraculous. Nothing amazing. But this week was solid. And I am happy about it.
I hope to continue with this workout pattern, slowly increasing my mileage and improving the quality of my workouts over the next couple of months. Also, ideally, I'll keep a bit of this calm and relaxed readiness that I've cultivated this week, and be able to take it into busier times in the coming weeks.