Some days I seem to be more of an overachiever, perhaps against better judgment, when it comes to this whole healthy thing. This morning I had my usual Sunday long run. I picked out a nice 14K route for everyone that was sort of challenging. There were enough uphill and downhill parts to keep everyone guessing. What made the route all that more challenging was the fact that the temperature was hovering around freezing, to a few degrees above that. What that meant was that there were a lot of frozen patches on the sidewalk from melted snow refreezing, or from collected rain becoming slick. I had many close calls today. There was one slip where I must have travelled 1′ on ice on one foot. It’s a wonder that I didn’t have a bad accident. Someone posited that it might be because I’m too busy keeping an eye on everyone else. Someone else joked that it was only because I was obviously clumsy. Frankly, I think it’s a bit of both.
After the first kilometre or two we’d all spread out into small packs running at particular paces. This time around my pod had about four others running at my pace. You know, one great thing about now having a little bit of speed is that I’m actually able to run with other people. I remember back when I was starting out I always had a bit of a complex when it came to group running. I knew I was slow so I didn’t want people to deliberately slow themselves down just to keep me company. In my mind, everyone has goals to reach for; I didn’t want to be the reason for someone not reaching his or her goal, know what I mean? So, this morning because of everyone the time just flew by. Before I knew it we were on the home stretch. Perhaps if I were to run it on my own it would seem like forever. I was sort of afraid that I’d find the run difficult. On my way in, on the highway I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to bring my water bottle. So, I was going without hydration for the whole distance. I at least knew that I could look forward to getting water as soon as I got back to store, right? That would have been true except they’d run out of cups by the water cooler. What kind of cruel joke was that? Hah. I just ended up rushing back home to get my fill.
I would have been ready to take a nap as soon as I got back, except for the fact that I wanted to go to that plyometrics class. After my first experiences there, I decided to get a set of ten drop-in classes. So, I really need to make use of them whenever possible. Besides, they’re just fun. I knew that I’d get my butt kicked though. I mean, after all of the energy spent running fourteen, would I have anything left in the tank? I had no choice. The class had me breathing hard right from the beginning. All of the running and jumping was draining. One part of the class had us doing some work on a Bosu trainer. That thing is great for working on stability for sure. Ever try to do a plank on one of those? Yeesh. We were also jumping on and off the thing, as well as doing alternating squats on it. I gave it all I could most of the time, but there were many times I had to take a few seconds to gather myself together. By the end, I was pretty ragged and soaked with sweat, but man, it was all worth it.
So, it’s now evening, and really I’ve been lying on the couch for a good part of the day. I developed a decent headache about mid-afternoon. It was the type of headache that I only got when I haven’t been eating enough. Yeah, my caloric intake was out of whack with my expenditures. I had a decent pasta dinner, and now I’m just trying to recover. I guess I was a little bit hardcore today. Once in a while it’s a good thing, no?
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