Thanksgiving…

I had a lovely thanksgiving break. I ran the turkey trot on thanksgiving morning, had the traditional thanksgiving foods, and hung out with friends. I didn't do as well as I would have liked (1:04:54) but I did finish. I'll go for a new PR next time, I suppose. A couple of friends came down to watch me run and I ran into some friends I hadn't seen in a long time. It was a lot of fun.

I'm sorta seeing one of the guys that went to see me run. He's a great guy and it really meant a lot to me that he'd go watch me (and drag a friend!). It is funny really; I'd planned on being single for quite some time, perhaps a year or so. Although I am not sure how to classify relationship status at this point; I guess we shall see…

Running in the rain…

I love running in the rain. Love it. I love running in the snow, even on the ice if I've got my polar cleats. I love running when it's dark out. Granted, running in the rain is nicer in the summer, but I was smart enough to wear a windbreaker, my Tigers baseball cap, and the kind of shorts that repel water. A few things about running in the rain:

1. Instead of making a satisfying crunching sound, the leaves go squish when you step on them.
   
2. Jumping into puddles is exhilarating for about 2 seconds…until your new mizunos are soaked (had to break them in anyway). Although once they are soaked, jumping into puddles becomes mandatory since your feet can't get any wetter.
   
3. You hear the whoosh, whoosh rhythmically as the hood of your windbreaker rubs against your hat/head for 4 miles. You had to turn up Christina Aguilera, Eminem, Journey, and T.I. because of this.
   
4. For some reason, you had spent 25 minutes this morning blow drying your naturally wavy/curly hair to be perfectly straight…its not anymore.
   
5. Finding your shins covered with mud when you arrive home is both a badge of honor…until you realize there is a high likelihood that the mud is manure (the natural fertilizer).
   
6. People driving slow down to take a look at you. Probably thinking one of 2 things: 1) That poor girl needs a ride, 2) um, is she crazy? (answers: no and yes)
   
7. Sidewalks are empty…you are such the dedicated runner.
   
8. You'll want to brag on your blog that you are so dedicated (read: crazy) that you ran in the rain.

I never knew I could sleep so late…

I'm so tired. Just finished teaching a couple of classes. Barely made it in time to teach today…and I teach at 1:45! I slept through all 3 of my alarms. When I woke up and looked at the clock is read 1:43. Yikes!! Luckily, I have still not turned my clocks back yet. Luckily, I was totally prepared for class; which is actually a rarity. So that was ok. And I managed to find a way to put up my hair so it looked like I had washed it. I just got up, got dressed and went to teach.

My body hates me for some reason…I'm all achy. I was going to run 5 miles last night…until I realized that I felt like crap (denial can be good sometimes) and had a (low-grade) fever. Apparently, the Mayo Clinic website says you should never exercise if you have a fever. So I didn't. I haven't run or done any sort of exercise since Monday!!! I rarely go that long between exercising. I'm not sure I'm going to be doing any exercise tonight either L. If I'm just tired, I should go and run. If I'm sick, then I shouldn't. Sometimes it is hard to tell. If I am just tired, running makes me feel better. I guess I'll see how I feel in a few hours. I may take a nap.

I'm not running tonight, am I?

Life? I have no life...

Yes, I created this blog 2 days ago, yet this is my 6th posting. Fantabulous.

Went for a run tonight. Ended up going almost 7 miles - groovy (wait, why did I write groovy? ). Had to make myself stop, felt so good. Then when I stopped, my lower body apparently just realized that it had just run 7 miles and freaked out. Seriously, i was pain free running, after switch to walking - serious pain. Doing better now, pain-wise.

Running was probably the best part of my day...I actually felt happy, strong, and in control. That's why I do it...among other reasons. I push myself on my crappiest days because I need it more. I need to run hard, long or both to prove that I can accomplish something. Or that I just can run like a zombie, thinking about nothing.

hopefully later today will be better. Yay for basketball.