Met recovery run goal; Met part of old Bee last night

 RUN 4.5 miles in about 50 mins

SWIM will ETA

Cooler and intermittent rain this morning, but never a doubt that I'd run. The question was only about how far it would be. I like the full loop of 6.5 miles, but this is a rest week for me - the plan says 4 miles. 

Just yesterday I listened to one of my new podcasts - an hour long breakdown of the zones of running - and the first zone was the "active recovery" zone, z1, motion is lotion, etc. For this and the second zone, you should feel better *after* the run, as it was easy and non-damaging. I accomplished that with this run. 

EW was quiet today, didn't say much, usually she's a ball of positive chatter and energy. I don't mind *at all* waiting for someone who is still trying, so BE and I waited at a few points to let her catch. She'd fall back again, we'd wait. I'm hoping she's OK, should I text her? What would I want a friend to do? 

Anyway, this easier pace gave me the third reason I needed (my magical three): it's recovery week, my right knee feels tight/weak, and I didn't want to leave EW running alone. Decision made, BE and I mostly led the way, with a light rain falling at the end. And a little bit of parking lot loops at the end too, because 4.46 miles is not the same as 4.5 miles.

Yesterday LA ran 6.16 miles, and I ribbed him about it. But yay for 6 miles!! Even if he walked a bit of it, still, it's stretching out the distance. 

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Last night I again came home to old habits, had dinner in a cold, tired rush before walking the dog. The goal was to walk and meditate first, so as to calm my brain from the stress of work. Instead I put the stress on mute while I instead comfort my brain with food and youtube. It's not that I'm really overeating, it's *HOW* I'm eating. Almost mindless, munching, on plan but off the table I should be seated at. It's habit, it's the pull of rest, it's the temptation of watching the iphone (Blerch!). It slowly slid into rice, but that didn't last. Still a fail, and an M. 

Walk, power hour of chores (nice!!), meditate, more meditate, 8' of PT, bed. During the second meditate, my head filled with images and thoughts from the old me. Me in a picture I have near the bed, at christmas. Me in a picture with my cousin and my aunt in 2018. Right next to me, conversational, was the old me - in my head of course. Still here, actually. What does this mean?!

I put the Dragon, we named it Drake last night, near the bed so I'd see it when I wake up. Then put it downstairs so again I could see it. What does that mean too?!

And I have a SlayTheDragon tag for this blog. Next I'm gonna go back and see what that was, and when.