Note to self: Do NOT take three days in a row off from running. In my defense, each day it seemed to be the right decision. Then again, one can almost always find a reason. More important is to come up with a reason TO run. Today my reason was: I’ve already told many people I am going to run the Boilermaker 15K. I cannot gracefully excuse myself.
It was a warm and sunny day (still is as I type this, although I have showered and eaten since the run). I prefer to run in cooler weather, but it is unlikely to be 50 degrees in July (on Boilermaker Sunday), so I knew it would be a good idea to begin to get acclimated. I used my usual trick of telling myself I did not have to run very far or up any hills. Just a short, easy run would be OK.
Of course I wanted to go for a longish run. For one reason, I knew my wonderful husband, Steven, was fixing hot dogs with toasted buns for dinner. Yum! But not exactly diet food. A good run would help keep me on the weight-loss track.
I headed towards Herkimer College (formerly Herkimer County Community College or HCCC). I would not run up the front way — the steeper run — but perhaps the back way, longer but a more gradual slope. The back way had the added advantage of being woodsy. There might be more shade. If I really didn’t feel could make it, perhaps I could continue on German Street and go up the hill by Valley Health.
Oh, it was not fun to run. This was my comeuppance for taking three days off. I knew I must continue. I would go up to HCCC the back way (oh, it’s just quicker to type than Herkimer College). It seemed to take a long time, but I encouraged myself. Just get to the curve. Now the next curve. More than halfway there. Almost there. Oh dear.
I ran down the front way. It is a little steep for downhill, but I leaned back and took it slow. The advantage of going this way was that I would go by the spring and could stop for a quick drink. This was the first day it’s been warm enough that I didn’t mind sticking my hands in the cold water. It was a fast stop. I kept going.
As I ran, I waited for it to get easier. It did not. That was OK. I told myself I was building up my ability to keep going when it really sucks. Still, maybe I would catch a second wind if I kept going. I did not, and I think I kept going long enough to give it a fair shot. I ran as long as my longest run so far, 40 minutes.
My cool-down walk around the block with my schnoodle, Tabby, was better. Sitting down when I got back home was better yet. I did my stretches from a sitting position. I had to stand up to take my shower, but that was worth it. Oh how nice my husband was to fix dinner!
So new rule for me: no more three days off. I hope I can stick to it. I have just over two months to the Boilermaker. It is a little too soon for this blog to become All Boilermaker All The Time, but if I run again tomorrow, I just might write about it.