It had to happen sometime, right?
We shall mark February 6, 2014 – 8 weeks into this 10 week training cycle, on the most humid, disgusting day – officially, the worst run ever.
It all started out okay…when I took Dug on a walk this morning, it was foggy, but the temperature was down pretty low compared to previous days – mid-60’s – so that was nice. We did our usual jaunt, then I came home, grabbed my phone, running belt and GU, and headed out for what was SUPPOSED to be 14 miles (10 GMP – “Goal Marathon Pace”).
Here’s a blow by (pathetic) blow account of what actually did happen:
Mile 1 – 9:33
I looped out of the neighborhood on an easy clip. Since the paved trail that I run to is about 1.7 miles away, I use the first two miles of most “Something of Substance” workouts to shake out my legs and get into a rhythm, with a loose objective pace of 9-10 minutes. Of course, I had to stop and adjust my shoes about .7 in, as one felt tight (probably swelling from the heat). The humidity felt pretty gross, but there was a bit of a breeze, so that helped.
Mile 2 – 9:26
Hitting the second mile, I was feeling a little better. My belt was feeling heavier than usual for some unknown reason, but I just tried to ignore that. I felt a weird sense of dread regarding the upcoming GMP miles
Mile 3 – 8:02
Miraculously, I pulled out the first GMP mile pretty close to goal, 1 second off. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all…
Mile 4 – 8:01
Second GMP…okay, this is moving along. Still felt harder than it should have been, but I chalked it up to being slightly underhydrated.
Mile 5 – 7:57
This mile went smoother, as I had taken a quick stop at my usual turn around point to grab water, and take my GU.
Mile 6 – 8:00
Okay! I can do this! Fourth GMP and I’m rollllllling!
Mile 7 – 8:48
…wait, no I’m not. Now I am dying. I stopped at a rest stop point (there are covered areas with benches) and checked my phone: 100 percent humidity?! That is disgusting. I am going to turn off my iPod now because it’s just annoying me how it keeps playing songs I don’t want to hear.
Mile 8 – 10:22
…I am definitely dying now. I wish I could teleport home, I want to walk, but that will just mean I get home slower.
Mile 9 – 9:14
Maybe if I listen to a podcast or something I’ll be able to just take my mind off of how awful I feel. Wait, now my iPod is freaking out and skipping all over the place. Who’s idea was it to make an iPod touch screen? How much is that little shuffle thing? Remember how this happened at Mile 20 at Space Coast? UGH, I’m just putting this stupid thing away, maybe I can hit one more GMP and somehow salvage this horrible run. I’m going to listen to some happy music.
Mile 10 – 7:47
BAM! Yes!! Below GMP for the fifth attempt (half of what I planned, but I’m going to go with it today). Hey, look, there are people awkwardly ambling toward me on their bikes on the sidewalk DESPITE THE FACT WE HAVE AWESOME BIKE LANES HERE. I’m going to jump off to the side so they don’t maim me.
*Bikes approach, I smile and wave as they go by*
Woman: “You should be down there.” (she points off to the bike lane)
Me: *thinking* Um, no I shouldn’t* “Actually, no, this is a sidewalk for pedestrians! Thanks!!”
Man (behind her): “Yes, we know.”
UM WHAT?????!?!?!?!?!? You know, but you choose to not only forgo it, but then be rude to someone that is courteous enough to get out of their way?! NO. I know it wasn’t a huge thing, but it reallly irritated me! RAWR, especially after the junky run it had been til that point!!
I walked across the street, and was still kind of dazed about what had happened. Then, I ran.
BAM. I cut loose until I reached my neighborhood entrance and then shuffled back home, still irritated about the whole situation, but trying to push it out of my mind and think positively: at least I was still healthy. I didn’t get injured. I am not sick – all that good stuff.
All in all, I am still thankful that I got in a double-digit run, but it was definitely not the most confidence-boosting workout I have ever done. But now, it’s behind me, and all I can do is MOVE FORWARD – which is exactly what I am planning on doing! Whew.
How do you cope with a crappy run?