It is hard to believe that almost a week has passed since the JFK 50. I spent the first few days after the 50 miler on a completely messed up sleeping schedule. I initially blamed caffeine since I survived the race mostly on Coke and orange slices.
Sunday morning was a planned Miles and Mutts run. At first I thought I'd dread the early morning wake up call but when we had enough people to completely fill the van for the first time, how could I not plan one?
It was worth it and a walk (sans dog) was the perfect way to loosen tight muscles. Plus, I didn't actually sleep at all the night before anyway.
Sunday night I was able to sleep yet still wide awake at 4:30 AM on Monday morning. Very weird. By Tuesday, the lack of sleep caught up with me and I spent the day anxiously awaiting quitting time so I could get ready to head out for the holiday.
Then, I got to spend eight hours in a car. I've reverted to travelling like a five-year old and am incredibly impatient and hate sitting in the car. Eventually, we arrived at my parents house but I was definitely a pain in the ass for most of the trip.
After a walk on the beach, we stopped by SeaBiscuit Wildlife Shelter on our walk back to my parents house. My mom spends many of her days fishing and delivers her daily catch to this shelter. I love pretty much any animal but have always been a bit uneasy around birds so being very close to ducks, pelicans, hawks and owls was definitely an interesting experience.
I told my husband I wouldn't run while away for Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, I lied to him. The beach was calling my name for my first post-JFK run on Thanksgiving morning. I did the same thing last year. It was pretty much the perfect kind of run. Short and sweet but absolutely wonderful.
After running, I spent the next 24 hours eating everything I came across and most of it was dripping in butter. Delicious but on top of the binge eating I'd already been doing for the week in my 'I just ran 50 miles and will eat anything and everything' mindset, I feel fairly miserable. I'm now happy to see a vegetable in its natural state and am looking forward to getting reacquainted with them.
In terms of running, I have absolutely no plans and am planning to continue this way until I get the urge to sign up for the next big thing. For the first time ever, I think I like not having something planned. I anticipate I won't be able to take it for too long though.
I also want to devote some additional time to expanding Miles and Mutts. And, no, I'm not pregnant like a few people asked, although I suppose I would've been considered pretty bad ass for running a 50 miler if I was.