I Probably Should Make My Blog Public again

Finally back at home.  After 3 days on the road, we arrived home last night, After we unpacked and all that good stuff, though I wanted to run, I couldn't sum up what seemed like the right amount of momentum to pull on running clothes. 

Oh wait!  I was wearing running clothes on the 10 hour driving journey.

So I couldn't sum up the momentum to open the front door. 

This morning, however, I felt ready.  It was cooler than it usually is here, but it was humid.  Because of that and my legs heavy from lack of use, I felt like this was a lot more effort.  I was afraid that I had gained a lot because I felt so slow, but after my shower I weighed myself, and the damage was just a gain of 1.3 pounds.  I can handle that.

Our grand total for mileage was 3,940 over 10 days.  Should I post that as cross-training?

Very early in my run I had to help catch a little dog that had escaped his owner and was chasing me. It was one smelly dog.  For most of the run, every time I itched anywhere near my face, I threw up in my mouth a little when hit with the foul odor of a dog that probably hasn't been bathed in the last two years. Towards the end of the run, I sweated most of it off, but still caught a faint whiff of that doggy perfume.

The run felt good at first (78 degrees, 78%).  A slight breeze, when I was running directly into it, helped me feel cool.  But towards the end of the run, it didn't feel so good.  My stomach was bothering me yesterday, and I felt a little nauseous.  Luckily the run was over fast.

It's 72 degrees and 83% humidity.  But to be fair, I ran in thunderstorm conditions.  In fact, wunderground says we're having thunderstorms, but we're not.

However, when I started my run, I could see lightning to the east.  It was far enough for me not to be concerned.  As I hit mile 1, it started to sprinkle, and I was a bit worried.  But it didn't start to rain.  Through mile 2 I was going west, and the skies were clear in the distance.  Then I turned, and to the north, I could see the rain falling from the clouds in misty streaks.  There was lightning in the distance, probably at least 15 miles away though. 

I started my run late, only because I was finishing perhaps the worst book I've ever read.  It ranks right down there with Cider House Rules, which I only kept reading because I really thought it would get better.  It didn't.  The protagonist in this latest terrible book(who was completely unlikeable), closed the book by saying "I've come for my shoes."  So this one stunk from cover to cover, too.

Oh Philippa Gregory.  Stick to historical fiction.  Give me another book about the Tudors, or something.

Ran an easy 5K.  I wasn't sure that I wanted to do it in the first place, but I compromised by just running it.  My goal was an 8:30 pace.  The first two miles of it I ran with the kid's PE teacher.  I knew I was holding her back and finally she listened to me and took off.  The last mile I ran with a kid whose brother is in Caleb's class.  I think he's going into 6th grade.  He was seriously dying, but he ran most of the rest with me, but I couldn't keep him with me in the last 1/4 mile.  I am sure I was pissing him off.  He finished only 15 seconds or so behind me.  

I think I ended slightly under 8:30 pace.  

It was hot.