It’s amazing what the legs can do in spite of an uncooperative head.
When I woke up this morning I knew that if I took my pillow downstairs to the couch, it would be a big mistake, huge mistake, but the little devil on my shoulder reasoned with me. It’s still too early to go for a run, she said, just a few moments relaxing on the couch surely won’t hurt. I succumbed … and I stayed on that damn couch until 10:45 a.m. – 45 minutes after Mario had left for road hockey and 45 minutes after I had first intended on going for a run. And when I finally pulled my sleepy head off the couch, it took another hour before I mustered up enough energy to get my butt out the door.
And I was still struggling, that first kilometre nearly killed me. I was tired, my stomach felt off, my shoes were slapping the pavement, and by golly I was already kicking my damn ankles. I was close to turning back. I mean if this is how the next 8 km were going to be, I wanted nothing to do with it. But my legs bartered with my head: just make it to the bridge and see how you feel, that’s just 2 km, you can do it no problem. And so, I kept going, and when I hit the bridge, I continued, and by the time I hit Queensborough, I was feeling pretty alright. So there you go, stubborness does pay off some days 😉
- 11:30 a.m. BG before: 5.7 (granola bar)
- Temp basal: -50 per cent
- Warmup: 1/2 km
- Distance: 10.02 km
- Average pace: 6:25 min/km
- Time: 1:04:23
- Cool down: 1/2 km
- 1 p.m. BG after: 5.9
I had intended on running 8 km when I set out for the run, but running in Queensborough is, for lack of a better word, a bitch. The roads and sidewalks seriously look like a massive air raid struck them, huge pot holes, not even pot holes really, more like UFO-sized sink holes all throughout them. So when I spotted a trail at about 3.5 km in, I veered off. I should have only kept going for 1/2 a kilometre, but the beauty of that trail, along the waterfront directly across from my waterfront kept me going and before I knew it, I was already 5 km in!
Guess I know I can still run 10 km, which is a good thing given that marathon training starts next month. Eek!
LESSONS LEARNED TODAY:
- Don’t give up on a run right away, even if you’re feeling like crud, because it could just be a little devil messing with your head.
- Don’t overdress, no matter how cold you think it is outside (I knew this already, but that devil convinced me otherwise) because there’s almost nothing worse than overheating on a run – which I very much did today.
- Don’t always stick to the familiar path, because sometimes going off the beaten track can bring you brilliant treasures.
Are you ready for Christmas? Just 6 days to go! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
You are me! holy crap.
i have a hard time NOT commenting on every single post. this was great. Don’t I know it. The blood sludge warming up the first km and then the ability to run further than anticipated.
I am quite amazed at your blood sugars, wow… you are so different from me. Its interesting to see how it varies so much.