I know I should be focused on recovery now, but can't seem to resist the call of the road. But on my Monday morning run I could definitely feel a shift in the weather. It. Was. Hot. So yesterday I hit the treadmill:
I'm lucky to be married to an emerging runner. Last August my husband started running at 6:00 every morning. Of course I tag along with him. We can pretty much count on it being nice and cool at that time (down-right frigid in the winter). Any running after that time will be done on the treadmill until cooler temperatures return.
This morning after 3 miles with my husband, I couldn't decide between Nutella and good old-fashioned butter:
So why not both?
Now off to do some Barre3 online, the to the DMV with my 15 year old. Wish me luck!