Not all training runs are fun. Some are downright awful. I tried to have a PMA as everything sucked all morning, thinking "if everything is awful now maybe it'll be great later." It's a lie.
I duct-taped the chunk of my achilles that's rubbed off. But then the duct tape crunched up and chaffed-- result: more skin loss.
There were several goat heads in the double jogger. Oh, no worries, I will fill them with our bike goo and pump the trailer back up. With two boys biking and crashing and crying this takes an entire hour. Once I finally get going one tire goes flat at mile 3. The next tire was completely gone at my turnaround at mile 5. The goo stuff is supposed to prevent this...?!
I wanted to charge my ipod so my kids could play on my phone and I could listen to music, but the charger is broken. So I charged my Nook for them, which died at mile 4.I then lost my music. So the wind picked up to console me...as I ran against it.
I'm glad I didn't do weights late last night as planned. My core and arms are shot, and would've been worse if I had worked them yesterday.
So, pushing a trailer with two boys heavier than me for 10 miles isn't the best idea. Somehow I managed a sub 10 min/mile pace, and even passed a person or two (poor guys). It all worked out and I got a lesson on suffering.
Oh, and then I used the rest of my birthday money and got my nose pierced. I put in a pretty little moonstone. Based on other people's reactions to it, I'm not assured my husband won't flip when he comes home from climbing tomorrow. According to my kids, I'm the most beautiful mommy and the piercing makes me super cool. (They also think I should pierce both sides of my nose, then I'd be even cooler).
I'm having second thoughts on taking the double jogger out for a repeat adventure tomorrow.
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