When I started training for my first half-marathon, my cousin Michi, an avid runner, told me, "Whatever you do, don't stop." So whenever I'm out on a run, I always hear her voice saying this to me and I have always listened. Until yesterday.
I set out to run seven miles, my normal weekend distance when I'm not training for a race. It was a beautiful, but cool morning. Forgetting how quickly it warms up, I wore a long-sleeved shirt and left my grape Propel in my car. Big mistake. Huge.
When I start out, I usually feel like dying during the first two miles, then ease into my groove. This time, I felt great from the start. I was cruising along, listening to some Snoop Dog and Dr Dre thinking, "This is going to be a great run. I feel this good already!" I'm a second half runner so I thought, "If I'm feeling this good during the first half, then I'm going to fly during the second half!" Wrong, wrong, wrong.
At the half way mark, the clouds shifted and the sun started blazing down on me; I was dying in the heat. Then, right after the turnaround, is a steady, uphill climb. I may not have speed but I take pride in my endurance and my ability to run hills, but this time, I just couldn't do it. I had nothing in the tank and had to stop and walk. I couldn't believe it! Maybe I will still feeling the effects from the sleeping pills I took the night before. Who knows, but I could not make myself go. I was so disappointed in me.
As I ran/walked, I also ended up having to take my long-sleeved T off and run with it tied around my waist. I hate that; its such a distraction. At this point I was so aggravated and bothered, to the point where I felt like I was crawling out of my skin. Even my music was annoying me.
Then all of a sudden this old lady ran past me and I thought, "Oh hell no, this old lady is not going to beat me." And from that point on I ran.
I don't know how I found the energy, but I did. And all I could think about was my cold grape Propel waiting for me in my car. Thankfully, Keane's "Somewhere Only We Know" came on to carry me through the last mile. I don't know what it is about that particular song, but at the most difficult moments during a run, that's the song I want to hear. Its so inspiring to me. Maybe I identify with the piano in it since I play the piano too. Or maybe its the determined yearning in Tom Chaplain's voice as he sings the lyrics that helps me press forward to the end. Whatever it was, it got me to finish and beat the old lady.
After I stretched, I came home to rest for a bit, then headed to the city for some shopping. I still needed to find a dress for the wedding I'm going to next weekend. Like the run, I don't know what got into me but I had the hardest time finding a dress! Now if there's one thing in this world I can do is shop, so not being able to find something was frustrating!
Actually, I take that back. I found a couple of dresses that I LOVED, but they were $500. Ummm, yes, I did consider it (they were soooo pretty), but in the end, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I ended up getting a dress that I didn't like but felt that I just needed to get something.
Then I decided to take a second look at Nordstrom where I found this dress that I loved. Its definitely not the look I was going for, but a girl can never go wrong with a LBD. Plus, I think it will be a great dress for the Fall, paired with some knee-high boots. So I returned the dress I hated and left satisfied with this one.
When I got up this morning and looked in my closet, I saw three other dresses that I forgot about that I could also use to the wedding, so now I'm back to square one in having no idea what to wear. Which one should I pick?
Oh, one last purchase - I ordered a new work bag online last week and it arrived this weekend!
I'm so excited to use it to work tomorrow. It even has a sleeve for my laptop and a little makeup bag. I'm hoping it will provide with me with renewed motivation!