saturday training, actually did all of my midweek mileage going in to it (first time in a few weeks) got up and ate breakfast of instant oatmeal and oj and headed out the door with haste as i was running a little late. got into the car and headed to c'ville which takes about 30 minutes in regular traffic. unfortunately, this was NOT regular traffic, this was pokey-the-driving-slugmobile traffic. so i was a little grumpy that i hadn't gotten up and out earlier, then i was grumpy that i had to be up so darn early on a saturday morning anyway. then i was grumpy that i had no clients scheduled for the day which meant i was up early with no plans for the rest of the day after the training. then i was grumpy because i had been trying for 2 days to get a particular friend on the phone and she never answers, oh yeah, that's right, no one has been answering their phones since yesterday, now i am grumpy and feeling sorry for myself because i am all alone in the world and i have to do everything for myself because there is no on around to pick up the slack and it's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair (hold my breath 'til i turn blue and pass out, yes it was a temper tantrum, i'm aware thank you very much!). by the time i FINALLY got to the meeting spot for TNT group training, they had already headed out (not that it matters, i'm gonna have to walk by myself anyway, there are no other walkers, i'm the only one who can't run because i'm fat and why am i fooling myself into thinking this is a good idea? maybe i should just quit. i should just go home and watch tv, i don't want to walk now, no one would even notice either way, return to holding breath until blue again....).
so i started the car and got ready to leave. then i stopped. then i pulled the car back in to the parking spot. then i stopped. then i backed out again. then i drove the stupid car into the stupid spot and took the stupid keys out of the ignition (which was also stupid). i decided i was already there, i might as well walk. And even though i didn't have the map that my coach makes up for us for each session, i knew last time was 5 miles and this one was supposed to be 7, and i average about a 16 minute mile, so i would walk most of the 5 path and veer off for 16 minutes or so, double back and finish the 5 mile loop. so i headed out with my new water hip pack (probably the main reason i stayed, i was excited to try out the new hydration system) and began the walk. about 10 minutes in i was glad i decided to stay. about 45 minutes in i realized i LOVE charlottesville especially in the fall (i was unaware of it's beauty up close since i have spent the last 2 falls inside and inactive for the most part).
all in all, the walk was beautiful and uneventful. it's definitely getting easier to do the distances, my shins don't hurt at all any more. it's getting harder and harder to get my heart rate up to those really high numbers, the legs get wobbly before the lungs get too pant-y. my hamstring twinged a little at about mile marker 6 and by that night it was pretty mad, but a little icy hot took it out for the most part. but here's the part that makes this whole rant worthwhile...
when i finally got to the return loop to the parking lot where my car was parked, i looked up the hill and saw my car in the distance. i wasn't sure, but i thought i saw that my coach's car was still there too. i figured they weren't back from the 15 miles the full marathoners were doing and was pleasantly surprised to see that at least they weren't moving at double my speed (usually that happens, especially with the seasoned runners, we head out together and they are back at the end before me having done twice the distance in less time than me). as i made the final uphill (CUTE BUTTS!) my coach got out of her car and waved at me from across the parking lot. i couldn't believe she knew it was me. first off, she left before i got there and i hadn't emailed her to tell her if i was going to be there or not, so she had no reason to expect me. second, it was REALLY cold out, so i was bundled up in a jacket and a fleece hat, kind of incognito. when i got there, she apologized for heading out without me, and i told her that i was about 10 minutes late, no way would i have expected them to wait when they had no reason to know i was coming. Then i asked her how she knew i was there and out walking. she told me that Briana, one of the other participants, had recognized my car when they doubled back past the parking lot on their run. one of the other participants noticed it was me. my team knew i was there. wow. ok, now i get it, Go team...
really glad i stayed
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ok- maybe I'm a little sentimental, but this one made me a bit teary-eyed. It feels pretty good to be part of a team-eh?? This thing is bigger than all of us!
Also, congrats on fighting the urge to run for the hills even after the car was in reverse! And then doing 7 miles! Wooo Hoo!
Where have I been??? I agree with Lisa. I am so glad that you wanted to blog too. Now I know the significance of the spot. Thanks for sharing.
Also congrats on going when you no one was watching. That really means this is your idea and nobody else's. You may rejoice in all that comes from this adventure from way down deep in your soul.
May you have the joy of this experience for years to come.
When you knew no one was watching.
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