Today was one of those drop-in runs at the Running Room. If you remember, last week I didn’t make it because of the weather. Anyway, I made it on time this time which is great. Today, marking the second week of the class, we’ve moved from 2 minute walking periods/1 minute running periods to 1 + 1′s. We did about 10 of those. Oh man, they killed me!
First of all, I’m still breaking in my new sneakers. The orthotics may be causing them to over-compensate my foot pronation, so I might experiment with not wearing the insoles one time. I’m reluctant though because doing so might kill my ankles. It’s hard to tell what to do. I might have to just suck it up and fight through the discomfort until it starts feeling normal. The run itself wasn’t too bad, although close to the end of the run I was kind of wiped out. This clinic seems to be in a unique position because even after two weeks,, we haven’t had any proper classes or talks. It’s just our luck that our first scheduled date landed on a holiday. So, honestly I don’t know if my technique is alright. At times, I felt like I was a horse or something going *clomp clomp clomp*, which can’t be right. I don’t know much about pacing. During the walking intervals, I was going pretty slow, causing some people to walk past, but during the running intervals, I amped it up and ran past. Maybe I was pushing too hard. I dunno. I’m a little bit lost.
Well, when we got back to the store, I went through a cycle of emotions. I felt euphoric from all of those chemicals rushing around my body. At the same time, I was feeling a bit bitter at everyone for whatever reason. Hell if I know what that was about.
Well, here I am at home, being thankful for a nice comfortable chair that I can relax in. Simple pleasures, no?
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