Man oh man…
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
I did not take enough time yesterday preparing for work/workout/massage Monday.
So as a result…I ended up feeling rushed and extraordinarily irritated as I made my way to the gym.
It was a bit cold this morning and we had a fog advisory.
The art is from something called The Charlestown Renniassance. If interested Click HERE.
I got to the gym…threw on my cycle shorts and rode for 50 minutes in the gym. This was the irritation. My legs on Monday are always a little tired. Today..no exception. I rode anyway and tried to push the pace. The music was OK…but not super fantastic…and so that didn’t help.
I got off the bike feeling kind of entirely deflated. I just felt like this was just not where I wanted to be.
I made my way to the locker room and changed into my shoes, and went outside where it was actually just cold enough to be slightly uncomfortable standing around. (especially because I was so sweaty.) My Garmin eventually cranked out the “I got signals sign” and off I went. I felt slow. The fog was swirling, and it was both wet and cold. I had a few thoughts about the fact that it was dark, and I might do better on the treadmill. I then just continued running. It was not an easy run. Various parts of my body took turns with burning painful sensations…gastrocs, quads…even hamstrings a bit. I kind of wimped along and walked on a few hills. I felt breathless. I hit the halfway point and turned around. Sun was up but visibility remained at almost nil with the fog. I finished up the run with a valiant effort up Hospital hill, which left me truly gasping. It’s not a bad hill, but it never really works for me.
I looked at my time and noted with a tiny bit of pride. (Ah Hubris) that I was actually 3 seconds per mile faster than normal. Could be a fluke of the garmin. I was pleased though that this came about on very tired legs.
It was a short, somewhat physically uncomfortable run. As soon as I hit the showers, I felt much more at peace with the world. No more Grumpy/Grouch. It was great to shake that off before I hit work and bit anyone’s head off.
Thank you God for designing us for running!!!!