Fat Hurts

DW and I are currently training for a 10K in March and we just finished Day 3. About a week ago, we sat down and planned every workout - from runs to weight training - until race day. Then, to ensure our adherance, we printed it, put it on the fridge, and on a daily basis mark a big red "X" through the completed workout. It will definitely make those missed days more obvious and we have one another to keep accountable.

Since we are doing all of our training by heart rate, we are starting out at a local track so the we can run in the same "area" but still run at the right pace based on our particular heart rate zones. Right now, I'm semi-sick with a sinus infection, which all in all isn't that bad but does elevate my heart rate significantly from the sinus meds. I say that only to explain that I have to run much slower than DW at the moment to be training at the right pace - and I tell you that so that so I can tell you this:

A while in to our run earlier this evening, DW came around and "lapped" me. When he did, he made sure to give me a nice slap on my butt on his way by. Not only did it hurt my pride to have him pass me, I got a big ol' slap on my frozen caboose to make sure I was aware of it! ;) Just so you know, I'm a firm believer that fat is more sensitive than muscle. We discovered this when DW and I had a "war" where we twisted eachothers "muffin top". For those of you that don't know, its that lower back fat that sits on the top of your pants, just like the "top" of a muffin. Why we do these things, I have no clue but - trust me - it wasn't pretty: he would twist and I'd scream, I'd grab and twist and he'd yell...the whole time, we are dying laughing...and yet not. I can't remember who caved first - probably me - but now even just a hint that the muffin top might be in danger is enough to stop either of us in our tracks. I now have to enter an additional fact to my "fat-hurts-hypothesis" (based on my slap on the butt out in the wintery cold): frozen fat hurts worse than room temperature fat. I'm just saying.

Day 3 training done...and my butt and my pride are both smarting to prove it!