Last night was a running fail – plain and simple. Looking back at what happened there were a few things not in our favor.
It was so hot yesterday and with it, of course, comes the humidity. So, the weather was working against us from the start. Strike 1.
I downloaded some new music onto my ipod, which sounds simple but it’s not. You see, the screen on my ipod stopped working just as we started running earlier this year. I know I should buy a new one, but I have all my spending money earmarked for other things. So, I’m stuck with it and my sad little ipod makes it difficult to choose any particular song to listen to when desired. I have to hold it up to my ear and listen for the clicks that direct me to my running playlist, like I’m breaking into a safe at a bank with a stethoscope.
I’m weird about my music. My hubby always tries to get me to listen to his suggestions. But, I always refuse. I listen to stuff that’s from the 1990s, so it’s quite dated, and the majority of it was never very good to begin with. As we have extended our running time, I’ve had to gradually add more music, which is always a production with the dodgy screen.
Yesterday I was looking at inverted sneakers, another blog about running that I read all the time, where they were talking about running and music. She raved about X Ambassadors’ new song “Renegades.” It’s hard for me to change my running music. It always plays in the same order (since the screen doesn’t work and I can’t see what is going on) and, as a result, I know where I am in my running according to it. I pass the same places in the park on certain songs and I can see if I’m slow or fast that day.
So, upon suggestion I downloaded the X Ambassadors’ song as well as a couple more, including Sia’s “Elastic Heart.” I changed my running music and perhaps that was strike number 2 against the evening’s hopes of a decent run.
The first interval we ran strong and kept a good pace, but we were drenched in sweat from the crap weather. After the first minute of the second interval I slowed way down. I just couldn’t keep up the pace. It’s like someone was pulling me from behind when I ran. I could not get my body moving. It’s not comforting to continuously see my husband turning around looking to see if I’m still chugging along behind him, because he thinks I’ve collapsed or something. Collapsing on the pavement, though not likely, sounded pretty good.
Ironically, last night there were so many runners. I have never seen so many runners out and about in the park. At my snail’s pace, however, they all passed me. Quickly. It became demoralizing and strike number 3 against the night’s run.
At the break between the second and third interval I was really walking slow. My hubby looked at me and said, “Let’s call it quits. It’s too hot and too hard.” I know he said it only because I was struggling, and I know he could have gone on. But, he didn’t. We sat down on the bench and the sprinklers immediately started blasting us with cold water – the only good thing about this run.
Of course, as we are sitting there on a bench and I’m recovering the wind picks up. I swear it was gale force winds, like a storm was coming. It’s not by the way; only more hot weather in the forecast. Where was this when we were running?
So, we only ran 2 of 3 intervals. But, we did increase our interval time from 16 to 17 minutes. And, not to make excuses, but my hubby and I are not light in any sense of the word. We are always the heaviest runners out in the park running. All those runners passing us tonight looked half our size. It’s hard running when you are heavy, especially when you are just starting out, and it’s hot. We are still losing weight and I will post about that some other time, but I refuse to pressure myself into meeting the ability level of these skinny runners considering where I am at.
I hope Friday’s run is a much better. The weather should be a bit cooler, maybe I’ll be used to my music, and perhaps I’ll be passing runners this time.
What happens to make you cut a run short? Do you have remorse or do you standby your decision afterwards?