Sean and I are just both off today. Not with each other, but with the universe. It’s been a rough morning.
I don’t even think this is really what we are focused on but it spoke to me at the moment so I grabbed it. Because who doesn’t feel like this sometimes?
This run was not pretty.
Miss G and I were slogging. Walking equally if not more than running. That’s unlike us at this point. We tend to run a lot of our time now. But it’s super humid now (as opposed to super human which, yes, we are…) and it’s very warm. Oh man…it’s warm already.
***checking the weather****
okay…it says humidity is 68% and the temp is a high of 87*.
I would have expected worse I guess. But it’s hot and icky. We were slogging.
Moving on…we only did three times around (I guess now that we know how far we’re going I guess we don’t feel the need to work as hard?…yeah, I figured I’d address that situation on Wednesday when one or both of us possibly felt better).
The good news is we still got it done.
The bad news is it was shorter. It was painful. And it kind of bit.
This is really just a fact that everyone has to realize. Occasionally (and sometimes more than occasionally) you are going to have a run that is not great. You’ll question it and take it apart and analyze it to death but the hard cold truth is that most of the time all the cards will fall into place and the run will still have been bad. Because sometimes you just have a bad run.
At least you got it done.
Tomorrow is another day and another run.
Enjoy that you get the opportunity because what have we learned over here on my little corner of the world?
Running is a gift.
Oh…yep. I forgot my Garmin again.
On the way there I had that ~what is WRONG with me?~ moment.
And I think I got it.
When I run I always run with a little pile of electronics…
my little red phone
and my Garmin
Well we changed phone providers so…no more little red phone
and I’m running with a friend so no iPod…
hence my brain has now forgotten all electronics. No Garmin.
I’m going to send myself an email to remember. I don’t know how else to do it. Nothing wants to stick in my memory.
So this is whack. I was doing some yoga stretches last week and I told Sean…now this is embarrassing so don’t judge me…
my ANKLES are fat.
I know. That sounds ridiculous.
I’m not saying I have fat ankles. Even though I’m saying I have fat ankles.
I’m saying they’re swollen…my feet and ankles. What the hell? My feet go right into my calves. It’s really noticeable when I’m upside down doing downward dog. But also when I’m in sandals. I thought I was imagining things last week…all week long…then I did yoga and could hardly contain myself with my ~what the hell~ ing.
My husband thinks I’m nuts.
He may be right. But it’s really weird though. It freakin’ looks REALLY weird.
Not gonna lie.