202 .. and a treadmill high five!

that's my current mileage for 2012.
I should be at 214.
Pretty damn good, I say.
Thinking about it now I should have started on day one by taking my measurements and such - hindsight is 20/20 after all, and i've left 202 km's 'hind.

I've spent the last 5 days nursing 2 of my children back from the brink of death...though I still managed to break free for at least 5k a day. I'm grateful for my husband for sure, because sickness can be a giant deal breaker when it comes tying up my laces.

It's STILL winter, and although it has been unseasonably mild there is still a chill out there - and it's dark and mostly I don't feel like getting murdered.

Not all the time any ways..

Last night I decided I would split my run up - half on the pavement, half on the treadmill. Since I was 8 km's from 200 I thought an even split of 4/4 would be delicious! Since my kids have been sick my recent 5k's weren't really the best I could do, and I needed a really hardcore workout...and so that it was I did. 4km outside was wondrous, I could have probably done the entire 8km but decided I would stick to the original plan.

Then it was treadmill time.

I know some people just simply do not love the treadmill. I bought mine just for the occasions when I couldn't go outside. But now the mere suggestion that the giant machine taking up an annoying portion of my rec room should be banished sends me into a panic. I LOVE MY TREADMILL. I LOVE the crazy insane workout I can achieve without worrying about potholes, pebbles, twigs, cars, or small children. Running on my treadmill allows me the freedom to lose myself without fear. I can dance on that thing like nobody else.

I ran an additional 6km's - and only stopped because I had to pick up my son. I was a sweaty, sweaty mess..and so very happy.