Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

They aren't kidding around when they call it hot yoga, people. Whew.

My muscles have been a real pain, literally, as of late, so yesterday my roomie and I went to try and force some limberness into our bones and some sweat out of our pores with some Bikram-style yoga. Honestly, sometimes I thought it was harder than the half marathon - at least then there was a breeze! I have never sweated so much in my life. I didn't know my body was capable of so much sweating, but there you have it. Liv to run, saltwater spring!

Nevertheless, when it was all over, did I ever feel virtuous and purified! Not to mention utterly exhausted, and in no state to even contemplate running, yesterday or today. I just don't think I can handle it. Which is mildly concerning, since this 10k is in less than two weeks' time. Maybe another yoga session or two is in order, and quickly, so I can get back to mercilessly pounding my body on the pavement like I should be.

Spring has spRUNg

Well... I'm back. No promises of certain return yet (I've made them before!), but maybe I'm back for real this time. I've been an unfaithful blogger and should be taken out behind the aid station and pelted with PowerGel packets. But this is the first time I've honestly felt like posting in months! And I never intended to make a job out of this. I can be a flake that way :)

I haven't been significantly more committed on the running front either, but perhaps the tide is turning: spring is in the air, I have some wicked new Nike gear I got at an even more wicked discount, and oh yeah, I've signed up for several long races this summer, with the marathon as a grand finale - maybe I'd better be in shape to finish 'em!

Well the 10k's doable, anyway, because today's "5 miler" turned into 7. Somehow I made two conflicting plans: run up to the Beltline trail, along it for a stretch, and back home; and run five miles. People... I live much farther from the Beltline than I thought! But I stuck to the route rather than the distance, and was sweating, proud, and exhausted by the time I got home. Still looking fabulous in my hot new gear.

I will not support that last statement with photos. I can lie to you all if I feel like it :)