I melted again today, although with no discernible difference in my waistline. However, I did manage to go for a short run and will now attempt a Running Commentary Post.
I had been taking myself all day that it would be a good idea to run, but I was naturally reluctant to do so once I got home. In my defense, heat and humidity! I spent the greater portion of the day feeling sweat pour down my body. Ugh. But the Boilermaker 15K is a mere three days away. I must maintain.
First I called my Mom and Dad. Mom said perhaps I should not run in this weather. Dad thought I might try it and switch to walking if it was too much. Since I only contemplated a short run, I decided to try.
And now I will pause to bring up something that always bothers me: when you say you can’t do something and somebody smugly replies, “Well, not with that attitude.” I have probably alluded to this before, but I will repeat it. Almost every failure I have had, and there have been many, some epic, I have gone into with great confidence. On the other hand, many times I have thought, I probably can’t do this but let me just try. And I do it, surprising myself as well as my detractors.
It should come as no surprise that I succeeded in my attempt to run today. I thought, one mile, fifteen minutes, slow pace. My pace was faster than a 15-minute mile although I made no effort at speed. As I went, I thought 20 minutes might be good. Oh well, maybe 17.
I made it for 20 minutes 31 seconds, 1.49 miles. I suppose I could have made it a full two and a half miles, but I felt pretty pleased with what I did.
Now I have to start worrying about the myriad practical details involved in running the Boilermaker: getting my packet from the Runner’s Expo, which involves finding said Expo; putting on the right clothes the morning of, eating the proper breakfast, getting to the starting line after deciding the best time to get to the starting line, finding a parking space; and through it all hydrating, hydrating, hydrating. I haven’t even mentioned getting to bed at a good time, getting to sleep, and waking up on time. I think there are probably a few things I have forgotten I need to do. I am not even sure I remember how many days there are between Thursday and Sunday.