I don’t want this blog to become my whine section, but today was one of those painful runs that you are already wishing is over two minutes in.
It all started when I decided to run a new route. I wasn’t feeling very motivated so I only wanted to run 4 miles. However I just ran my usual 4 mile loop on Monday. Instead of doing it again I decided to modify a longer loop. Apparently, I made some miscalculations in the modification and ended up running 5.5 miles. Doh! On a normal day this would not have been that big of a deal, but today was not normal (if it was I would have quite running a long time ago.) Three minutes into the run I already knew I didn’t want to be running, but was determined to finish the route anyways.
Besides being unexpectedly long, the route was also designed poorly. I don’t know about everyone else, but I design my routes to avoid major streets. Where necessary, I also design turns at most major streets so I don’t spend half my run standing at lights. Today that came back to bite me in the ass. With each passing minute I wanted to stop and rest, but the few lights on my route did not cooperate. Instead I was forced to suffer through the pain praying that the next light would offer the relief I sought.
I’d like to believe pushing through the pain on runs like this make me a better person. At least they make me more religious …
