I blame my wimpiness/aversion to the cold/ice running on the fact that I’ve not raced in about 2 months now, and on the really beautiful scenery at the gym. (No, I will not elaborate, but I may giggle/smile a bit. Yes, I’m 14. Leave me alone. Hey, I’d rather be smiling every day than feeling sad.)
My brother was here on New Year’s Eve and that was a late night at my older brother’s. So, yeah, the New Years Day race was soo not happening for us. Then I was signed up for a 10K on Super Bowl Sunday. With all the freaking snow we’ve had, the state police decided they wouldn’t allow the organizers to have the streets closed, and it was probably a field of a few thousand, so even after postponing it for another week, it just never happened. The kicker – no refunds, UNLESS you made a $20 donation to LiveStrong, to get your $30 back. Yep. Supposedly we will be able to use our entry fee to run another race they host in December, but it’s only a 5K. Bleck.
Reservoir this morning in the sun, snow still covering the running path
I am planning on running the An Ras Mor race on St. Patty’s Day (it’s run by the Somerville Road Runners , my new group.) And the BAA 5K , because it’ll likely be my only opportunity ever to cross that finish line. (I’m not bummed personally about the Boston Marathon changes, I was never dreaming of qualifying anyway. I do think it sucks though for people who might work their ass off to qualify, only to still be shut out because they’re still not fast enough.) After that I need to find some good 10Ks so I can measure my improvement from all this treadmill running.
I am also hoping to go on some runs with someone new pretty soon. He’s much faster than me, and really nice and laid back, so it’ll be great for me to run with him (emphasis on the phrase, “much faster.”) We’ve both been kept captive inside on the treadmill and I don’t know about him, but I’m about ready to shoot myself soon from not running all my hills! I hope he just doesn’t die of boredom since my speed will be so slow for him. I’d say he’s at least as fast as my brother, if not more so, for the shorter distances. So, I guess I will have to depend on my sparkly personality and wit to keep the coma look from crossing his face (I know, this is where you scratch your head and go, ‘um…should we tell her? Should we tell her she doesn’t have any? Nah, her drugs seem to be working, just let her be….”
Ruthie perfecting her "pathetic" look so I will pet her on the head. She was wagging her tail too.
I’m hoping to run again with my friend Dan eventually, too, but he’s not been running much lately. Not even inside on the treadmill. (WIMP!!! J/K, Dan.) Last week, we agreed that right now, I might even be able to kick his ass. Happy Dance! Happy Dance! Nothing says an ego boost like being able to kick a natural fasties’ butt. (Actually, wait, there are a few other things but I won’t elaborate.)
My first of four sessions with the trainer is tomorrow. I am hoping I feel really dead afterward, since I also plan on running long afterward, then probably taking Monday off, because yes, I have to work. Enjoy your day off for the rest of us if you are a lucky enough bastard to have it off. (And don’t worry, that’s not jealousy you feel coming from me…not at all…)
Of course, I will then be taking off Patriots Day to watch the Boston Marathon while the rest of you can only dream of doing such a thing….(evil laugh.)