“I don’t wanna go run seven miles!!” I'm all stuffy, my throat hurts, my ears hurt and my body is aching from two days doing little but sitting in a car, eating, and sleeping. I just wanna stay in bed!
I eventually got my whiny butt out of bed and had some breakfast, complete with zyrtec and ibuprofen! I did everything I could to put off getting ready to run, but it was nearly 10 and I was supposed to meet the girls at noon, so I needed to get a move on. Easier said than done! I couldn’t find my favorite pants :( If I was gonna go “trudge” thru seven miles, I was at least going to be wearing my favorite pants! I did my hair, gathered my things, all without pants. Dammitjim, I wanted my pants! Getting grumpier by the minute, I finally found them in the dryer. Apparently I knew days ago that I was going to want my pants this morning. Properly dressed, I looked in the mirror and realised my shirt made me look too fat, so I grabbed a baggy ole t-shirt and called it good enough. I don’t care if it starts pouring down rain, I was gonna hide my fat and wear my favorite pants. It’s the least a grumpy girl can do!
Effectively running late for my run, I texted a friend that I was going to park at her house and run from there, but that I was grumpy so I would talk to her after I had run off my bad mood. She responded that she was in the same boat. I felt a little better knowing I wasn’t alone! I took off and my first few steps felt great! Mind, body, and soul needed this! I hadn’t really planned my long run (which I ALWAYS do), and I didn’t really want to run, so I decided today I would play! I turned down random streets and saw different views and just had fun with it. My brain kicked into high gear and I thought about everything! As I passed a school I noticed the kids’ projects hanging in all of the windows. Remember when doing our daily tasks earned us a spot on the window/wall/refrigerator?
My motivation and energy was still a bit low, so walking was frequent, but life was good. Just about mile two I came across a woman I had met through friends of friends who are all runners. She walked with me for a few and chatted about how she was having a rough go of it today and she was scheduled to do 13 miles. Dang! As she took off to run again I said “have fun” to which she replied “NOT”! Double Dang! I watched her do a run/walk routine that was quite similar to my own and once again felt comfort in knowing I wasn’t alone. Misery loves company, right?
I stopped back at my car for some water and grabbed my favorite little four-legged running buddy and headed back out for 2.5 more miles. I was pretty tired and ready to be done, but the little one was having a blast. She’d run and run and run and then… DOG… run, run, run… BIRD… run, DOG, run DOG, run… she does great in businessy areas or on trails, but dogs in their yards are just too much for her. She becomes the poster child for puppy adhd! She definitely kept me entertained! I’m not sure which one of us was smiling more at the end of our little run!!
Generally the girls and I meet up after our long run to celebrate… as it turns out today we all woke up saying “I don’t wanna run seven miles!” Once again, glad to know I wasn’t alone! However, I’m quite grateful I got my hiney out there and got it done! Now, I want chocolate and a nap… since I don’t keep chocolate in my house, I guess I will have to settle for a well deserved nap :)
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