I was planning on waking up at 5 this morning to run 12 miles. My group run this Saturday is a 20 miler so I wanted to get in a 12 mile run today. However, when the alarm went off I was SOOO tired. I could not get up. I negotiated with myself that I'd be able to pull off 12 miles with the kids in the jogging stroller.
What was I thinking?! Today's run was so stressful... THE most stressful run I've ever had. I only made it 4.5 miles but I do believe it felt like 3 times that amount.... hey, maybe I did get 12 miles after all.
The main problem today was my three year old, Jake. He cried because he wanted to go this way or that way... he cried because he wanted to stretch, which I stopped and let him. He cried because he didn't want the sunglasses I brought him, he wanted another pair that were at home.... but he wanted them NOW. He wanted to know why a river was called a river.... no, but, WHY? He repeated, "mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy...." He also managed to get the harness straps off and he leaned forward in the stroller the whole time... which made it very difficult to push. He'd go back and forth and back and forth... it was killing my momentum.
When he finally settled down around mile 4, the 7 month old, Ryan, started crying. By this point, I was so stressed. I found it odd to feel anxiety while running. The last half mile I ran as fast as I could to the car, which was about a 9 minute pace. The overall average pace though was 10:33... however, I had to stop about 5 times to deal with Jake...
This should not even be counted as a run, but it was a workout... I guess this is what I get for being lazy and not running this morning. I will remember this the next time I try to skip a morning run. | 