As I sit and listen to the rain pitter patter on the roof, I am reflecting upon my last run, which was yesterday. Due to weather, a day full of errands and just flat out placing everything else first, I did not get to run today, which I am kind of sad about, actually. The right time never presented itself. Therefore, I must reflect on yesterday. Yesterday was a beautiful day. It was almost impossible to not want to go outside. Everyone was out at the Riverwalk.
Lately I feel as if I have hit a bit of a wall with this running. When I hit a point I feel as if I could just fall over. Yesterday was a bit rough. After about the first minute of running I was already starting to feel not so happy about running. My left calf muscle decided that it wanted to tighten up on me, even though I stretched ahead of time. It wasn't at the cramping point, just on its way. On top of that, my acid reflux decided to act up a bit as it often does when I run (all the acid starts to get stirred up). Then, I was reminded why spring is not so glorious and why I am not really an outdoorsy person...my allergies started freaking out. Okay, perhaps not horribly, but my nose was running faster than I was, and the breathing was getting more difficult not just because I was running. (Now, don't take this as whining, I'm just really in tune with my body). I decided to keep pushing it though and made it to the Pointe West bridge, which means I ran a mile and a half.
When I reached the bridge, I stretched my leg muscles, grabbed a tissue out of my bag and tried to blow all of the snot out of my nasal passages (attractive, I know). I stretched a little more and caught my breath a little bit. Then I decided that I needed to go a little more, so I proceeded to run back. Due to the allergies, I was feeling a bit lightheaded. It's because I can breathe in fine, I'm just not able to breathe out so well. Also, as I began running back, something happened that rarely happens with me. I got this sensation like I wanted to just cry. That's right, I wanted to cry for absolutely no reason. Oh yeah, that's right, I failed to mention that I was a tad hormonal. $%!# that red tent! I resisted the whole crying thing and ran about another half mile or so.
All in all, I think I ran around 2 miles. I just can't seem to be able to comfortably reach that third one. I'm going to have to try to fix that by the 15th. I definitely have some work out plans for tomorrow to make up for todays slackness. We'll see how it all works out.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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