Thursday, September 17, 2015

They Can't All Be Gems



From time to time you will have a bad run. Runners know this. Intellectually, runners know this. In actuality, they think they'll never run well again and their running life as they know it is over.

I had such a run tonight. It was only short-ish run but it hurt from step one. I joined a Fleet Feet Power Hour where you can run as little or as far as you want but have to be done in an hour. My training plan called for 5 miles so I would be going further than a lot of participants. It was not fun.

Here are some of the thoughts I had while running:

  • Man, it's warmer than I thought it was going to be.
  • How are my legs still sore from Sunday's hills? That was 4 days ago.
  • I wish I would have brought some music. 
  • How far have I gone? Only .78? Seriously?
  • I should have worn something sleeveless.
  • How much further till the water fountain?
  • Water!! Yes!
  • The longer I drink at this fountain, the longer until I have to start running again. *slurp, slurp*
  • Ok - my turnaround has to be coming soon, right?
  • Ugh....too much water....side stitch
  • Where is that $@#&* turnaround?
  • Seriously, it is hot.
  • Everyone else in the world is turning around now. I want to turn around too. 
  • Only .25 until the turnaround
  • Yes! I don't have to go any further. 
  • Crap. I still have to go back.
  • Water fountain again. Yay! 
  • Oh look at that couple sitting there on the bench. I want to sit on the bench with them. That would be weird. But comfortable. 
  • My car is still 2 miles from where I am.
  • This is the longest hour of my life.
  • I'm sweating a lot.
  • Ugh...uphill. Why wasn't it easier when I ran down that section?
  • Ok - I think I might be getting into a groove now. Maybe I just needed a couple miles to warm up.
  • Nope. This still sucks.
  • Another hill. Screw it - I'm walking up that bad boy.
  • Just one mile left. I can do that. 
  • Oh - there's my friend up ahead. Maybe I can run with her for a little while.
  • Well that was a less excruciating 2 steps. 
  • Half mile left. 
  • I'll miss being able to walk up stairs.
  • Done! 
  • I'm not sure I can walk the 20 feet to my car.
  • Please send help.

Spoiler: I did make it to my car and made it home, where I enjoyed some quality time with my foam roller.

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