Blame it on the dark

When I got a text from my dear leader and great friend on Tuesday night, I didn’t react to it so kindly. It wasn’t an offensive text, wasn’t insulting, wasn’t even bad. But it was putting the decision ball in my court – something I’ve never been a fan of.

As much as I strive to always be better, and as super competitive as I can always sometimes be, I am not a leader, not by a long shot. I am 100 per cent a follower (okay maybe not if someone told me to jump off a bridge, but when it comes to running decisions, definitely a follower) and so when I was asked what I wanted to do, I was at a loss. I don’t know. How am I supposed to know? Why are you asking me? This is NOT how it works. Yes, I can be a little irrational at times, It was a simple decision really, did I want to run 6 km on hills or a steady 10 km? And had I looked at my schedule, the answer would have been clear; I was scheduled to complete 10 km, simple really. After great amounts of debate, I finally did decide on 10 km the following morning, given that my tempo run on Tuesday was just 7 km. Seemed logical, and yet, I then spent the whole day fretting about whether or not I made the right decision. Again, irrational!

And in the process of figuring out the kind of run we would do, I managed to forget to pack my lights which sucked large, but I didn’t forget my water bottles … thanks Leader 😀

Are you a follower or a leader?

YESTERDAY’S RUN:
6 p.m. BG before: 6.5 (granola bar, no bolus)
Temp basal: -50 per cent (set 1/2 hour beforehand)
Distance: 7 km
Average Pace: 7:04 min/km
Average heart rate: 157 bpm
Time: 49:30
8 p.m. BG after: 7.2

You’ll notice we didn’t make it to 10 km after all. None of us were really feeling it: Carol had a sore back, I had a sore ankle, and Marie wasn’t planning on the 10k in the first place. But even so, we still managed to complete with smiles on our faces.

Tender ankle update: I’m beginning to think my ankle problems are now the result of the evening runs. Mario laughed at me when I first told him my theory, saying something to the effect of “Because your ankle knows when it’s dark out?” rolling his eyes in the process. But hear me out on this. You’ll notice the runs where I’ve recorded no-pain have all been daylight hour runs, but the last three Wednesday runs which have all been pitch-black evening runs, there has been pain. So, maybe I’m being tentative or conservative with my step? I know that I’m extra cautious about where I’m stepping down praying not to hit a dip or a pothole or an edge, and maybe, just maybe, it’s affecting my gait, which is irritating the heck out of my ankle. So the moral of the story: Don’t run at night! But then I wouldn’t get to see those brilliantly beautiful faces and that would just be tragic.

I really need to book that gait analysis appointment … maybe tomorrow … if I remember.

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2 responses to “Blame it on the dark

  1. Had I known how much angst it would cause you I never would have asked the question. From now on I will make all the running decisions and you can just follow along. 😀

  2. must run in the family!!! Make your appointment!!!

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