I didn’t run well today. It all started last night. I couldn’t sleep. I don’t sleep well when Charmaine is out of town. To make myself tired, I read a few chapters of Ron Paul’s new book, Liberty Defined. It’s an excellent read, but I won’t get into that here. I got tired of reading before I got tired of being awake, so I watched episode after episode Fringe, until I had finished all of season 2. By this time, it was almost 3 in the morning. I finally went to bed. I didn’t get up until 9 or 10, but I had been awake for a few hours listening to the construction workers building my neighbor’s guest house (ok, it’s just a shed, but it’s huge). I guess because I had been lying there staring into space for so long, I forgot to eat breakfast and just went about my day. By noon I realized I hadn’t eaten yet, which is not the right way to start a run, so I grabbed a can of the Costco equivalent of SlimFast and chugged it. 20 minutes later I was trying to run. Like I said before, it didn’t go well.
By the time I hit the first hill, maybe 1/4 mile into the run, I was toast. I walked up the hill. I convinced myself to jog into The Cedars, but then I walked again as I rounded the park. I knew I could run the whole 2nd mile, because it’s mostly downhill. My time on that one was 9:01, which is pretty good for me, especially considering how the day started. I walked up the next hill, but jogged out the rest of mile 3. Sadly, that made my overall time better than Wednesday, which means I need to figure out how to get back in the game.
I was actually feeling pretty good by the time I got home and had a big glass of chocolate milk. The weather was amazing, so I decided I would go for a little ride on my bike. It felt quite a bit cooler on my bike than it had when I was running, but it wasn’t too bad.
I took it easy, but still had some fun. It was just what the doctor ordered.