I reminded myself all day to go running and to make a Running Commentary post. Regular readers may recall, that is one of my tricks to get myself to run after a long, tiring day at work: remind myself all day to do it so it will be automatic and I won’t talk myself out of it. Sometimes I have to ask myself, how can I keep saying I love to run when it is so damn easy to talk myself out of it? One day perhaps I will take a whole blog post to discuss the matter. For today, let us just accept it as true.
So I accomplished the first part of my plan: I ran. Now I am attempting to accomplish the second. As I type this, it is more than two hours after I finished my run. Ideally, I do not wait that long. In fact, after I finished the run, I thought, “That was a dull run. I’m not going to write about that run.” Well, two hours later and no other blog post in sight, I am going to write a little bit.
I am slowly working back into running after my week-long pause following the East Herkimer Fire Department 5K (just thought I’d plug them again). When I ran on Saturday, I managed 27 minutes. Here is how I decided to run 27 minutes: I seemed to remember that there is a Turkey Trot 5K somewhere around here on Thanksgiving Day. I thought I might like to run it. I further thought, to be really comfortable running it, I would like to run for 40 minutes the previous Saturday. Then I counted backwards from Saturday Nov. 18, if I was adding 10 percent to my run time each week, what I should run Oct. 21 to get to 40 minutes by then?
I often figure simple math in my head when I run. It is another trick I use. Back in Army Basic Training, when I learned to run, Drill Sergeant Dillinger told me that the secret to running is to distract yourself, so you don’t think about how much it sucks to run. I later found out that it does not always suck to run, something I never would have learned without the distract yourself trick.
Getting back to today’s run, part of it was fairly sucky. I have been working on my feet for the past two days; my legs and feet are TIRED. However, as I have mentioned many times: I know how to persevere. Eventually my leg muscles began to feel more supple. My feet were still not best pleased with me, but you’ll have that. I reminded myself that I do not have any place I have to go nor anything I have to get done this evening. No need to recruit my energies! I could just go ahead and BE tired!
And, yes, obviously I did have one thing to get done this evening: make my daily blog post. And, look at that. I just did. Ha! In your face! I say that to my inner critic, not my dear readers. To my dear readers I say, thank your tuning in.