I felt glorious as I got dressed to go running this morning. Yes, “glorious” is the exact word that entered my head as I dug out the running clothes I have not had on since much earlier this month. I was excited to go running, and hoped to write a Running Commentary blog post (we’ll see how that goes).
Yesterday we had terrible freezing rain. I left the house very few times for specific reasons: to help Steven scrape ice off his vehicle, to take my dog for a business meeting, and to decide NOT to scrape ice off my vehicle and drive anywhere. I thought today was going to be better. Listening to Jill Reale on WKTV News this morning, I found it was going to start out warm(ish) then get colder as we go on. Obviously there was no time to waste.
The sun was not all the way up when I started. I donned my reflective vest, because I intended to run in the road, which had a decent shot at not being ice covered. Really, as I started down my road, narrating in my head as I like to do, I thought, “I donned my reflective vest…” Then I chuckled at myself for using an old timey word like that. Then “Deck the Halls” played in my head for the rest of the run. It is not a bad tune to run to. I thought of making up new words to it (another hobby of mine), but all I came up with was “heedless of the tacky pleather” (you know, like “heedless of the wind and weather”) (I don’t expect everybody to know all the verses).
Fortunately there was not much traffic, since the side of the road had frozen and semi-frozen puddles. The busiest street I ran on was German. I ran all the way to the end, rounded the corner and ran down Church Street to Main. Main Street in Herkimer is sometimes busy, sometimes not so much. It was a busy moment, which was bad for me, since I had to cross the street to continue left-side-facing-traffic, which I am quite the stickler for. Then I noticed that the sidewalk was almost completely clear. Score!
I did not run all the way down Main, but cut through the little park by Basloe Library (open normal hours today, yay!), then crossed Pleasant Street. This way I could go by the “Do Not Enter” sign on Bellinger Avenue. I so enjoy entering where it says not to. I crossed my own street to run up Henry. I had thought to run a mere 20 minutes, because it had been so long since running last. Then I thought, it didn’t matter if I ran too long and got achey legs, because my legs also ache from not running. As I like to say, pick your pain.
I ended up running 23 minutes then walked 11 for my cool-down. It was a wonderful run. Every step felt good and the cool-down walk felt awesome! I thought, “I have found the secret to happiness!” I’m damned if I can remember why I stopped running. I hope to not be so silly again.