How was your trip? That is what should have been asked of me when I was sprawled out on someone's lawn yesterday. Finally, I nice afternoon in Memphis and I was headed out for my 7 mile run. I got to mile 3 and I saw my friend Leigh driving down the road and I turned to wave to her. Then it happened...I hit a a break in sidewalk and took a dive.
I cut the mess out of my hand and either sprained, jammed, or broke my middle finger and not to mention my bruised ego. Now after roughly two minutes or so staring up at the sky and wishing I could hope in my Delorean, hit 85MPH, and fix my idiot move I stood up and weighed my options.
I was half a mile from the half way point of my room. So...should I cut the run short or do I push through the pain and finish what I set out to do. I opted to finish. So I hit my power song and finished the entire run.
When it was all said and done was it worth it? Well it seemed to be worth it until I started typing this blog with one of my digits not working well. You would be surprised what you use your middle finger for besides flipping other people off.
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Monday, January 28, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Running Out of Patience
There is a lot going on at my house later on this week, weathering permitting, as well as work so I HAVE to stick to my running schedule. I decided that since I live so close to the gym (1.25 miles according to the Nike+ chip) that on the days that I do strength training I should just run to the gym. It allows me to 1) change up the training schedule 2) keeps the intensity up 3) allows me to push myself in beating my 1 mile personal best.
On the way the gym yesterday I had a great run and consequently beat my personal best 1 mile. My workout (triceps) was good and I was pretty confident that I still had enough energy to book it back home and beat my previous time.
The first block was a little slow, but I soon discovered that I had plenty of energy left so I decided to go for it. I got about half way home when I noticed that this guy was motioning for me. I didn't want to be rude because what if he was in trouble, so I slowed down a little bit and took out my head phones. The guy wanted to know if I could spare some change for the bus.
Now let us pause for a second, for those scoring at home, and think about this situation. I am RUNNING with headphones in my ear and with what anyone could see would be a running uniform on....so what would make someone think that I had money on me?!
However, not to be too sinical, I politely said that I didn't have anything (which I didn't) and continued on. As I am turning up the volume in my headphones I can hear the faint half hearted attempts to solicit more funds.
I keep running.
About a block later I come to a light that I have to slow down for to wait for it to change. I looked back out of the corner of my eye and notice that there is someone behind me. I turn around and it is that same guy with a smile on his face asking me the same question again. "Can I get some money for the bus?" Now I know this gentleman heard me the first time when I politely explained that I didn't have any money so this time I had to AGGRESSIVELY proclaim that I didn't have ANY, repeat, ANY money and that I advised him to quit bothering me.
I believe that he got the message because I was able to complete my run in solitude.
When I reached my front door step I looked at my "totals" for the run and I had missed my personal best by about 10 - 20 seconds.
On the way the gym yesterday I had a great run and consequently beat my personal best 1 mile. My workout (triceps) was good and I was pretty confident that I still had enough energy to book it back home and beat my previous time.
The first block was a little slow, but I soon discovered that I had plenty of energy left so I decided to go for it. I got about half way home when I noticed that this guy was motioning for me. I didn't want to be rude because what if he was in trouble, so I slowed down a little bit and took out my head phones. The guy wanted to know if I could spare some change for the bus.
Now let us pause for a second, for those scoring at home, and think about this situation. I am RUNNING with headphones in my ear and with what anyone could see would be a running uniform on....so what would make someone think that I had money on me?!
However, not to be too sinical, I politely said that I didn't have anything (which I didn't) and continued on. As I am turning up the volume in my headphones I can hear the faint half hearted attempts to solicit more funds.
I keep running.
About a block later I come to a light that I have to slow down for to wait for it to change. I looked back out of the corner of my eye and notice that there is someone behind me. I turn around and it is that same guy with a smile on his face asking me the same question again. "Can I get some money for the bus?" Now I know this gentleman heard me the first time when I politely explained that I didn't have any money so this time I had to AGGRESSIVELY proclaim that I didn't have ANY, repeat, ANY money and that I advised him to quit bothering me.
I believe that he got the message because I was able to complete my run in solitude.
When I reached my front door step I looked at my "totals" for the run and I had missed my personal best by about 10 - 20 seconds.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
RMAO
What started off as just a little office challenge has really taken off into something very fun and exciting.
The whole "Nike+" concept has really been very exciting so my fellow runners and I have decided to take our little obsession and add a new dimension to it. Though at the present time I can't go into too many particulars because we are still in our planning stages, I will say that it will be a constant source of motivation for runners of all backgrounds.
First let me start off by saying that my 6 mile run two nights ago was AWFUL. I was plagued with a sore right thigh (probably from a lack of stretching), dehydration (forgot to bring my water bottle), and a nauseous stomach (from the Cheezits I ate at 3:45pm), but the important thing, as in all ventures in life, is that I finished. My time wasn't that bad, but if you look at the graph you can see that I didn't have a steady pace. That is something that I definitely need to work on.
Since this writer's last attempt to blog, I have completed another run (5k). It definitely wasn't as bad as the 6 miler, but I was gasping for breath at the beginning of the run, the first 2 kilometers. I believe that I am starting to push myself, especially at the beginning of the runs, and my lungs are just trying to catch up.
The whole "Nike+" concept has really been very exciting so my fellow runners and I have decided to take our little obsession and add a new dimension to it. Though at the present time I can't go into too many particulars because we are still in our planning stages, I will say that it will be a constant source of motivation for runners of all backgrounds.
First let me start off by saying that my 6 mile run two nights ago was AWFUL. I was plagued with a sore right thigh (probably from a lack of stretching), dehydration (forgot to bring my water bottle), and a nauseous stomach (from the Cheezits I ate at 3:45pm), but the important thing, as in all ventures in life, is that I finished. My time wasn't that bad, but if you look at the graph you can see that I didn't have a steady pace. That is something that I definitely need to work on.
Since this writer's last attempt to blog, I have completed another run (5k). It definitely wasn't as bad as the 6 miler, but I was gasping for breath at the beginning of the run, the first 2 kilometers. I believe that I am starting to push myself, especially at the beginning of the runs, and my lungs are just trying to catch up.
"three tomatoes are walking down the street- a poppa tomato, a momma tomato, and a little baby tomato. baby tomato starts lagging behind. poppa tomato gets angry, goes over to the baby tomato, and smooshes him... and says, catch up!" - Mia Wallace [Uma Thurman] Pulp Fiction
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