Monday, March 12, 2012

Misery Loves Company

1. A piece of wood or stone placed beneath a door; a doorsill.
2. An entrance or a doorway.
3. The place or point of beginning; the outset.
4. The point that must be exceeded to begin producing a given effect or result or to elicit a response: a low threshold of pain.
~Free Dictionary by Farlex

What was there to like about tonight's threshold run?

It wasn't the 30 mph wind gusts, the steady rain and grey skies.

Nor was it the cute, fashionable but highly impractical Sporthill hoody I wore. After it's multiple attempts to strangle me, whip me in the the face and act as a sail, I took the darn thing off my body, tied it around my waist and ran in the cold, windy rain in a sports bra. Every little article of clothing and techie tool I was carrying on my person annoyed me.  Bouncing iPod earphone wire, vise-like grip of the Garmin revealing data I didn't care to know about, key in the back pocket of my running capris... I wanted to rip everything off and run naked! 

Don't even get met started on the PBJ that sat in my stomach or the previous night's Hard Core Yoga session that led to lead legs or being on my feet all day teaching my adorable, brilliant, well-behaved first graders.

Perhaps it the challenge of a nine mile run where I was supposed to maintain half marathon pace to 10K pace for 4 miles and then cut down to (*snort*) 5K pace for the final 3 miles? Hells no!

Was in the mind-fuck of running HARD on the four mile loop that I reserve for my short, easy, chatty runs with my running buddies?  Afraid not.

Enough already!  What was it?  Where's that silver lining?  Put on the rose-tinted glasses and tell us Trail Smitten Mom!

It was knowing that I was out there muscling my way through a nine mile weekday evening run with my jolly running team and my savvy coach.  I was not alone.  Coach even ran me in the final third of a mile!  I was able to finish strong rather than in the sniveling state I felt.  Ideal running conditions? Nope, but I had ideal company for this less than optimal run.  The other good thing about this run?  IT ENDED!

Then I hit the gym for a 800 yd swim to make up for how slow I ran.  Lastly, I drank a ReNewAle to cheer myself up.  Tomorrow is a new day.