The high forecasted for today is 61*. I had not been so excited for that temperature in a few months, and visions of a glorious lunchtime trot were swimming in my head. Then I realized I had a lunchtime meeting, followed by another meeting, followed by another meeting. And with that, visions of a glorious and rare winter morning run were swimming in my head.
I don't generally run in the early morning during the winter for a few reasons. First, it's cold and second, it's dark. I don't really care for either, but certainly the running in the dark is just inviting a 60 minutes story about myself that may not have a happy ending.
In any case, I was really feeling like a trot, and if it was going to get done today, morning was the best option. In January, a mid-40s morning run may just be my new favorite thing. It was still dark (whoops), but the air was fresh and clean and the neighborhood roads were quiet. I'm lucky in that I am just a few blocks off of a long paved trail that keeps me off the streets and not dodging cars, other than when I need to cross a road.
Because I had a sort of time constraint, I decided to go for a tempo-ish run. In other words, in my head, I was running like Brenda Martinez in her many Instagram story videos, where she is just pounding out 6 mile runs like nobody's business (I assume it's 6 miles, I don't actually know the distance, and know I don't know why 6 is my assumption). In reality, I was averaging 11 minute miles, but in rolling hills it felt like work to me, which was exactly what I wanted.
Towards the middle of my run, I felt like my shoelaces were coming untied, so I stopped to check. Nope, they were fine. Then that made me wonder how many elite runners have to stop and tie their shoes in the middle of a run, and then I wondered what their weird shoe rituals are. How many times to they tie or untie their shoes? Single knots? Double? Any special lacing pattern?
The last stretch of the run was a gradual uphill - my least favorite kind of hill - which I jogged and when I hit the top, I walked the final 1.5 blocks in the hopes that the jogging and walking were some semblance of a proper cool down.
And then Jeff greeted me like I'd been gone all day. I love that dog.
WILFTB
- The first day of dating is exciting!
- Group dates are kinda weird
- Taking wedding photos makes the most sense on a first date
- Practicing breaking up makes sense on the second date
- Being number 1 is better than going number 2
Commercial break: bleach took care of dysentery
- Being sexually aggressive means you aren't wife material
- If your date has any semblance of normalcy, it won't make the TV cut
- Drinking too much champagne may make you act and look a little silly .. and make all your boyfriend's other girlfriends uncomfortable when you go on a drunken soliloquy
- Something about interrupting being okay unless you interrupt someone and then they go back and interrupt you then it's not classy but rude
Not that there's anything wrong with being in your early twenties, but man, it's painfully obvious so far. This episode focuses on two 23 year olds that are polar opposites and clearly are going to be on the 2 on 1 date and neither of them realize they aren't going to leave this show engaged. I haven't even read any spoilers and I know this. In the meantime, it appears yet again that ignorance is bliss. And relatively entertaining TV.
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