After another hour wasted on the phone this morning with Sears customer service (still trying to get my credit for the water heater that was never installed from last week), I was able to squeeze in a quick 4 miler before getting ready to help my friend drive her kitties and dog to her new home about an hour away. After getting the kitties and dogs (of course Duncan came with) settled in, my friend Sue drove us into town to pick up a pizza. I immediately sized up the roads….suitable for running? HMMM…one big issue…the most ginormous, humungous, enormous, steep hill mountain i’ve ever seen!!!!

STEEP!

Luckily there are lots of parks not too far away. So I’ll be ok if i decide to visit overnight and need to get a run in while i’m visiting. Whew!

I find it quite funny that running routes are the first thing I think of when traveling. I’m headed to California in a few weeks and i’ve already mapped out some routes.

Question: When you travel, what’s the first thing you map out? Pizza? A Running route? Liquor store? Mall?

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Wednesdays are usually a rest day. But it was exceptionally beautiful weather-wise this morning and I got the bug to run a few miles before work. There was however one small (30 pound, furry) obstacle.

30 pound, furry obstacle

Duncan knew it was Wednesday and thought he could  push down hard with his chin on my lap to refrain me from heading out for the run. He’s a smart dog. But I stayed strong and fought the guilt of leaving him for a whole 30 minutes of our morning time together. (We won’t mention that I shared my post-run fuel with him. Just a little piece of waffle.)

It was a GREAT run! Same 3 mile route as yesterday but faster and it felt a bit easier today too. It felt cooler and less humid.

Hump Day 3 miles!

And Duncan seems to feel bad about trying to keep me from running.

Ashamed

So let’s go with this little pearl of wisdom for today: There will be obstacles that pop up (or curl up) during the week that might try and keep you from getting your run in. Fight them! (even if they give you the big sad puppy dog eyes) You’ll feel so much better gettin’ your sweat on! 

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Today, as I struggled to bust out a short 3 mile run (my “go-to” distance/route on workdays when
i’m pressed for time) I kept thinking about how inconsistent the outcome of these runs can be.

For some reason, I WANT to believe that 3 miles will ALWAYS be 30 minutes. HA! Well today’s run was 32 minutes:

88% humidity!!!!

But I needed to pull myself out of the “why does this feel so hard lately” abyss that I seem to have fallen into since the warmer weather began. So I took a sampling of data from 20 other 3 mile runs just to compare:

Only 2 of the 20 runs were exactly 30 minutes. Some were 29 and some were 34. So what is my wisdom to share today? Numbers are a great gauge to see how we’re doing in general but they shouldn’t define our mood. This holds true for the scale too! 

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