So I went to Wash Park today to do two laps (just over 5 miles) and it was TOUGH. My legs (and abs and triceps) are soooo sore from yesterday that today was a real struggle. Again. As I was running, I began listing all the things that I hate about running. Allow me to share. (1) The sprinklers at Wash park. They create thick,thick mud to slog through and while it should feel good to get wet as the spray drops over the trail, it takes my breath away every time and I hate it. Hate. It. (2) My Nike + iTunes thingy. It's not working. It tells me that I'm running at a 30 min/mile pace and that when I get all the way around the park (2.6 miles), I've gone about one mile--barely. Wrong, wrong, wrong. You suck, Little Miss Voice in my Earbud. I almost threw it into the lake today. (3) People who walk three across on the trail. I get the walking and talking with friends thing but do you have to take up the ENTIRE path? There's a HUGE inside ring where these ladies could even grab three MORE friends and walk across the whole damn road if they so chose. Apparently they do not so choose. (4) Sucking wind. If I turn my headphones off for a minute and listen to my breathing, I sound like a 400 pound woman huffing and puffing. I've been running for years now and I still suck wind. Irritating. (5) I hate being passed by other runners. It makes me feel as slow as I am... Even when it's some skinny, tall runner-man with about 2% body fat, I feel like a loser as he (or she) cruises on by me. (Particularly if this is the moment where I happen to be listening to my pathetic breathing.) (6) Girls who are fit enough to run in just a sports bra and mini-shorts. Bitches. Ok, ok, if I looked like they do, I'd sport that outfit myself but because I don't look like them--no way, no how--I'll do the chick thing and hate them. OK, I'll stop at 6 for today because I really need to get my head in the game here (anyone else singing that stupid song from "High School Musical" now??? Oh wait, if you don't teach middle school, you probably have no idea what in the hell I'm talking about... nevermind. Mel?). I'd love to be able to write my Top 6 reasons that I looooove running but clearly I'm not feeling it right now. Let me give my wheels a break today and get back to you. I think I'll head to the pool and kick 'em up for awhile. Read a book. Now THAT'S something I'm good at (right, Chele?)! How many days until race day? 50. Five-oh. Oh boy. I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone tonight for our meeting. Anyone else struggling like me? Doubtful. Hurumph.
--Tina
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