A recap of the last 5 hours: We got home from the world's most amazing trip to Tulsa (I guarantee I am the first person in the history of the world to say that), after driving all day in the rain. I kept hoping we would drive out of it, but we never did. When we got home, I checked the hour-by-hour forecast and it was 80-100% chance of rain all night.
Remember when I said I hoped for the chance to run in the rain so that I could prove I wanted to be a runner? Today I determined that I don't want to be a runner. It's too cold, it's raining, and I am exhausted. I haven't had much to eat today, and almost no water. No way. I already messed up my training plan, but I'll just start over, I don't care, I'm not doing it, and that's that. Tomorrow I have appointments all day and probably wouldn't be able to fit in a run, thereby fully screwing my schedule. I'll deal with that tomorrow, undoubtedly by giving up on this completely.
Besides, the main thing stopping me was the fact that there is no way I can run 5 straight minutes. There were too many increases too quickly, and I've done nothing but dwell on the fact I can't do 5 minutes. I can't, I can't, I won't, I quit!
I started reading up online about the show last night...may I direct you here and here. I checked in on my facebook pals. I checked my email. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. I finally checked in on my fellow bloggers, my source of inspiration, and I immediately started feeling like I was going to run. By the time I got to Miss Netherlands' blog, where she gave mine a compliment, I knew I was running. I went back and re-read my posts, and unbelievably, it wasn't raining when I finished.
Alright, but I'm dressing proper. Long pants, Under Armour purchased for snowboarding weather, long sleeve tee, and stocking cap. (I won't let frost bit ears be an excuse!) I meant to add a windbreaker, but just realized I forgot it, thankfully, as I got a little carried away with the layering!
Here we go. With nothing but negativity, I head out along the path from my last run. I'm still a little leery about running through the grass of people's yards and as this is a nicer area, it occurred to me maybe running through the grass in the less nice areas wouldn't leave me at so much risk of being chased out of someone's yard. So, I veered off course, when I spotted some nice grass, and, oh, downhill, if I must! Guess what? Running downhill does not help me with my issue about running too fast, especially right at the start of my running. I ran through the grass for a couple of blocks, but it was so wet, it was slick and giving me problems, so I thought I better stick with pavement today. I still managed about 50% in grass.
I was positive I wasn't going to make it today. Oh, great, and there's the church bus. The one packed with SCREAMING kids that yell out the windows at people as they drop off kids. Thankfully, it didn't stop near me.
I checked the time and at that point had only gone two minutes. There was just no mojo today, but I was going to give it a little more, and know that I could stop and be very happy with getting up and doing what I could today. I mean, this was the type of run where it didn't do any good to think about where I was going (I was basically circling back to our house), or my posture, or anything - it was a long run for me and it was going to suck.
Unbelievably, I kept running, and knowing I was getting close, I realized that I was actually going to do it, and there I was, smiling like a loon, with too many layers of clothes on, running no faster than a newborn learning to walk. ALARM!! If I had the energy, I would have busted into a happy dance. As it was, I actually felt a little light-headed and faint.
I was almost back home, so I had to make an odd loop to get my walking time in, and I ended up coming up an alley from Day 3. And here comes the neighbor with her dog from Day 3. (Daily dog update: they were barking at me from all directions, but I didn't even have the energy to look around for my safety, I just kept going.) When I got to her, I made eye contact, and maybe I was smiling (still, from my accomplishment), but I was in so much agony, I wouldn't swear to it. Regardless, we SHARED hellos!! I was so excited, I even said hello to her dog who was trying (unsuccessfully) for the second time to kill me, which made her laugh (me saying hello, not the attempted murder by doggie)! Well, this has been a successful trip all around.
Guess what, when I got home, my shoes were a muddy mess. That's right - it WAS the glow that was preventing people from seeing me!! (I think I would rather blog about shoes than running.) Ugh, and my pants were soaked and disgusting, too - I was so busy concentrating on not being able to finish, I apparently didn't notice just how filthy I was getting.
My right knee started hurting a bit while I was running. Usually it's my left knee that hurts, but I iced both, and my neck, shins, and ankles when I got home.
Weather: 57, cloudy, no wind, 96% humidity
Time: 7pm; Walk 5, Run 5, Walk 5
Distance: 1.67K (1.04m)
Elevation: +43.9/-42.9/net 1 ft
5K/10K: 49:02/1:43:39
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