Fraaa...fraaa...fraaa...freeezzzziiinnnngggg
8:38 PM | 
Posted by
Amanda
Temp: 41 degrees, wind: 17 MPH, sky: drizzle to rain, time: 0430
Thoughts: "What the hell am I doing?!?!"
Last night I had a hard time sleeping, so to wake up early this morning was a wonder to me...and to Jeff but, it wasn't too difficult especially since Willie had a huge sneezing fit just before the alarm clock sounded. Pulled out of a deeper sleep, I honestly chuckled at the sound of it. To Jeff's amazement, I stayed awake instead of hitting the alarm clock, which is exactly his type of morning.
Jumping into my clothes so I could leave out of the house with a whoosh, I awoke completely the moment I opened the garage door and in came the cold....burrrrr. Now I understand cooler temps...I've been there, done that...but when you get used to the warmer climates, your ability to just muster through it a ton different. Quickly I jumped in the car to turn on the heater.
Driving to the base was a breeze...who the hell else would be out at this time of morning except for the truckers; however, I was comforted when I got on base to find the recruits were up doing PT too. Ahhhhh, at least I'm not the only one.
Our 1.5 mile track is a bit out of the way and typically I would have run to it, but this morning I took the chicken shit route and drove there. Looking out, no one else was on the track...now why would there be anyone there?? It's friggin' cold, windy as all heck, and raining...duh! Giving myself a little pep talk..."C'mon, this was a breeze in N.D."...I opened the car door....and then I quickly closed it again. Maybe I wasn't up for this today. I pulled out my cell phone, did a little online quibble with the FB folks, and basically taunted myself until I opened that door again.
Pushing it open this time...yup, the wind had picked up...I made it out of the seat. I was wonderfully bundled up in my running pants, lined long sleeve shirt, another layer below that, head band around my ears, and my gloves on. "Just one lap and if I don't enjoy it, back in the car" I stated to myself....seriously, I don't know why I feel the need to talk to myself. I'm the only one that can hear it! Everyone else was still snuggle cozy and comfy in their beds.
I got a minuscule bit of stretching in before I labored on. I will admit, it wasn't easy going today. The track had me start facing into the wind, thankfully it turned about a quarter mile later. I did my one slow ass lap and started feeling pretty good, so I continued on for a second. I was getting in to my grove a little more with my mph dropping from the horrific 11mph to 8:30mph when I turned the corner leading back to the start of the loop.....that's when, just at the right moment of my exhilaration, the rain dumped pelting with power as the wind whipped to a harrowing degree almost forcing me off my feet and I caught my breath as I haven't done since my days in El Forko Grande. Hauling my bum back to the start was all I had left this morning....I did some situps, pushups, stretching and then it was back into the car so I could hit the Starbucks on base for some warming up. Oh, and by this time, another car had finally arrived at the track but guess what...he got out, then got back in his car and drove away!!! At least I was braver than that guy; hee hee.
Thoughts: "What the hell am I doing?!?!"
Last night I had a hard time sleeping, so to wake up early this morning was a wonder to me...and to Jeff but, it wasn't too difficult especially since Willie had a huge sneezing fit just before the alarm clock sounded. Pulled out of a deeper sleep, I honestly chuckled at the sound of it. To Jeff's amazement, I stayed awake instead of hitting the alarm clock, which is exactly his type of morning.
Jumping into my clothes so I could leave out of the house with a whoosh, I awoke completely the moment I opened the garage door and in came the cold....burrrrr. Now I understand cooler temps...I've been there, done that...but when you get used to the warmer climates, your ability to just muster through it a ton different. Quickly I jumped in the car to turn on the heater.
Driving to the base was a breeze...who the hell else would be out at this time of morning except for the truckers; however, I was comforted when I got on base to find the recruits were up doing PT too. Ahhhhh, at least I'm not the only one.
Our 1.5 mile track is a bit out of the way and typically I would have run to it, but this morning I took the chicken shit route and drove there. Looking out, no one else was on the track...now why would there be anyone there?? It's friggin' cold, windy as all heck, and raining...duh! Giving myself a little pep talk..."C'mon, this was a breeze in N.D."...I opened the car door....and then I quickly closed it again. Maybe I wasn't up for this today. I pulled out my cell phone, did a little online quibble with the FB folks, and basically taunted myself until I opened that door again.
Pushing it open this time...yup, the wind had picked up...I made it out of the seat. I was wonderfully bundled up in my running pants, lined long sleeve shirt, another layer below that, head band around my ears, and my gloves on. "Just one lap and if I don't enjoy it, back in the car" I stated to myself....seriously, I don't know why I feel the need to talk to myself. I'm the only one that can hear it! Everyone else was still snuggle cozy and comfy in their beds.
I got a minuscule bit of stretching in before I labored on. I will admit, it wasn't easy going today. The track had me start facing into the wind, thankfully it turned about a quarter mile later. I did my one slow ass lap and started feeling pretty good, so I continued on for a second. I was getting in to my grove a little more with my mph dropping from the horrific 11mph to 8:30mph when I turned the corner leading back to the start of the loop.....that's when, just at the right moment of my exhilaration, the rain dumped pelting with power as the wind whipped to a harrowing degree almost forcing me off my feet and I caught my breath as I haven't done since my days in El Forko Grande. Hauling my bum back to the start was all I had left this morning....I did some situps, pushups, stretching and then it was back into the car so I could hit the Starbucks on base for some warming up. Oh, and by this time, another car had finally arrived at the track but guess what...he got out, then got back in his car and drove away!!! At least I was braver than that guy; hee hee.
Tickle Me Running
1:06 PM |
Posted by
Amanda
After subjecting my belly to a bounty of Thanksgiving food, I needed to head on out this morning for a run...it didn't go very well. I felt heavy. My feet were pounding upon the pavement as though all the food I ate went straight to them. Willie and I logged a bashful 2 miles. We were happy to see several others out on the roads though. It seems everyone else was trying to work off that holiday meal plus leftovers which made me think...exactly how much weight did I put on this weekend?
Willie and I walked the remainder of the way back home and I quickly headed up stairs to see. Running clothes still on, but shoes off, I tapped on the scale to bring it to life. Closing my eyes along with scrunching my face up some, I peeked out of one eye to see the result. I went from 147 to 141!!!! WHAT?!?!?! Now how in the world did I loose 6lbs? I'm standing there thinking back on all the junk I ate (and drank thanks to one heck of a night out) and I'm still pretty amazed. I've no idea how this happened ladies and gents...none at all! ...but now I do feel silly for thinking myself 'heavy' on my run.
This thought in mind I am determined to get back out on the road a little later to get in a better run, one I can be satisfied with. It seems rather ridiculous not to.
Willie and I walked the remainder of the way back home and I quickly headed up stairs to see. Running clothes still on, but shoes off, I tapped on the scale to bring it to life. Closing my eyes along with scrunching my face up some, I peeked out of one eye to see the result. I went from 147 to 141!!!! WHAT?!?!?! Now how in the world did I loose 6lbs? I'm standing there thinking back on all the junk I ate (and drank thanks to one heck of a night out) and I'm still pretty amazed. I've no idea how this happened ladies and gents...none at all! ...but now I do feel silly for thinking myself 'heavy' on my run.
This thought in mind I am determined to get back out on the road a little later to get in a better run, one I can be satisfied with. It seems rather ridiculous not to.
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