I ran today. Didn't think I would, but I did. It's supposed to rain all week, so I was dreading the run. Woke up this morning. Rain. Waited around. More rain. Finally, at around 2:15, the sun came out and it was nothing but blue skies and puffy white clouds. I hurried up and threw my running shoes on, put on a long sleeved tee shirt, grabbed my rain jacket, my hat and my iPod, jumped in the car and drove down to the track.
The good weather lasted until the third run. Then the dark gray clouds rolled in again. There was no warning drizzle, it just started pouring. I could have handled a bit of rain, but not this. I'm just really paranoid about catching a cold. So I hurried back to my car and drove home. Of course, when I got there, the rain had died down considerably.
So I finished my last three runs in the front yard. It wasn't easy because the land here is anything but flat. That's why I didn't just run in the road. It's all up or downhill. I almost broke my ankle a time or two before I decided to run up the flat part of the road. Right when it starts to go up, I turned right into my neighbor's circular gravel driveway and trotted back down the road. It was an awkward path of street and yard and I was miserable, but I was determined to finish my run.
And finish I did. And you know what? It wasn't hard. I don't know if it started out as determination to outrun the rain, or if I finally jumped that Week 2 hurdle, but I felt pretty damn good for the entire run. Even considering I forgot to double wrap my boobs.
Normally, I run with two sports bras on, since one isn't enough to stop my girls from bouncing uncomfortably. But I was so concerned with getting down to the track before it started raining again, I only remembered to put one bra on. So I've decided it's time for the Last Resort. It kills me to spend that much on an article of clothing, but this isn't frivolous. This is something I need to continue down the road to health and happiness.
Anyway, back to today. I had an overripe banana (pleh) for breakfast. I'm going to cut up the rest and freeze them for future smoothie use. I didn't have lunch yet, but I inhaled half an Odwalla (Choco-walla) bar before I ran out the door a little while ago. For lunch I'll probably have leftover pasta and a big salad.
It was 54° out today. I was too warm in my long sleeved shirt + rain jacket, but I wanted to be prepared. Of course, right now the sky is blue again and the rain has stopped. Oh well. There was no way I was driving all the way back down to the track on the off chance that I'd be able to finish my run. I improvised and finished up here, and that's what matters.
Now I've got to shower and go to Goodwill. I need to get a bigger water bowl for Tank, and I also want to get some sort of plastic tray to put under (my cat) Freddie's food bowl. She doesn't have very many teeth left, so she leaves a huge mess whenever I feed her. I clean it up every day, but it comes right back again. I figure I can just trap the stray kibble in a tray and dump it back in her food bin for later.
Anyway. I kicked today's run's ass. I think some part of my determination was just trying to burn off some of the grief over Lady. I'm not sorry she died; it was time, no doubt about it. It's just that life without her smiling little face is so very bleak. The rain here, it can really get to you.
The good weather lasted until the third run. Then the dark gray clouds rolled in again. There was no warning drizzle, it just started pouring. I could have handled a bit of rain, but not this. I'm just really paranoid about catching a cold. So I hurried back to my car and drove home. Of course, when I got there, the rain had died down considerably.
So I finished my last three runs in the front yard. It wasn't easy because the land here is anything but flat. That's why I didn't just run in the road. It's all up or downhill. I almost broke my ankle a time or two before I decided to run up the flat part of the road. Right when it starts to go up, I turned right into my neighbor's circular gravel driveway and trotted back down the road. It was an awkward path of street and yard and I was miserable, but I was determined to finish my run.
And finish I did. And you know what? It wasn't hard. I don't know if it started out as determination to outrun the rain, or if I finally jumped that Week 2 hurdle, but I felt pretty damn good for the entire run. Even considering I forgot to double wrap my boobs.
Normally, I run with two sports bras on, since one isn't enough to stop my girls from bouncing uncomfortably. But I was so concerned with getting down to the track before it started raining again, I only remembered to put one bra on. So I've decided it's time for the Last Resort. It kills me to spend that much on an article of clothing, but this isn't frivolous. This is something I need to continue down the road to health and happiness.
Anyway, back to today. I had an overripe banana (pleh) for breakfast. I'm going to cut up the rest and freeze them for future smoothie use. I didn't have lunch yet, but I inhaled half an Odwalla (Choco-walla) bar before I ran out the door a little while ago. For lunch I'll probably have leftover pasta and a big salad.
It was 54° out today. I was too warm in my long sleeved shirt + rain jacket, but I wanted to be prepared. Of course, right now the sky is blue again and the rain has stopped. Oh well. There was no way I was driving all the way back down to the track on the off chance that I'd be able to finish my run. I improvised and finished up here, and that's what matters.
Now I've got to shower and go to Goodwill. I need to get a bigger water bowl for Tank, and I also want to get some sort of plastic tray to put under (my cat) Freddie's food bowl. She doesn't have very many teeth left, so she leaves a huge mess whenever I feed her. I clean it up every day, but it comes right back again. I figure I can just trap the stray kibble in a tray and dump it back in her food bin for later.
Anyway. I kicked today's run's ass. I think some part of my determination was just trying to burn off some of the grief over Lady. I'm not sorry she died; it was time, no doubt about it. It's just that life without her smiling little face is so very bleak. The rain here, it can really get to you.
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