new students on post?? new PR!!!
this morning was a bit of a struggle. i might've stayed up just a tad later than normal yesterday (heh. whoops)... might've cursed a few times when the alarm went off this morning, and might've seriously contemplated not running at all.
MIGHT've. but i did, eventually, make it out the door and on my way.
anyway. so i get to work and since i'm a teensy bit late (mmm, 20 minutes?!) i decide i dont have time for the 6 miles that i'm scheduled for, i'll swap with the 3 mile and vow to get up earlier tomorrow... (yeah right.) so, just a nice easy 3 miles (which of course worked out well because i was pretty damn exhausted and just kinda really didnt feel much like running... ) so, i strap on my Garmin (i missed you buddy... i promise not to forget you again!!!) and my i-pod (hello new pirated music! you are my friend!!!) and went out for some stretching in front of the gym...
about this time i notice wow. Post is way busier than usual... oh YEAH, classes started back up yesterday. ok. makes sense... so i'm stretching, and all the soldiers are walking to class, passing me as i stretch and i'm like wow. this new class is kinda hot...
like ok kinda REALLY hot. what's up with THIS? so now i'm like sheeeet. buncha hotties walkin to class and i gotta run. which means i gotta RUN, not dilly dally. alright self, pull it together. you dont want all these hotties laughing at you. go be a runner!!!!
and with that, i'm off.
::: hmm. feeling pretty good. (running, running)... ooh, hotties ahead. 12 o'clock..(run, run) "morning!!" .... "g'morning ma'am".... ma'am?! what? i'm not ma'am? stupid soldiers. whatever. they were cute, i'll let it slide... ooh, bus-stop ahead. cute, all the moms and soldiers are out with their kids... "morning guys!!".."g'morning!".... aww. cute..... (running, running)... damn, i'm feeling good. maybe i will do 6... (look at watch) ok. no time. maybe not.... but this is kinda fun.... (bus full of soldiers drives by)...ooooh. i should run towards the single soldier barracks some time. just to see!!... ok, remind self to do that next week... (running, running)...:::
about this time, i get a little cocky. i'm feeling good, and cute boys abound. so yeah....
:::(look at watch) man, i'm flyin, whats this about? meh. whatever, feels good. oooh, here's the road i always wanna go down... hmm. i feel good. lets go explore!!...(running, running)... oh, cuties at bus stop, keep moving. dont slow down... yeah, i'm awesome, i'm... YOWCH !#$%^&* :::
in attempt to be all "runner like" i trip, roll my ankle and almost face plant in the road.
:::(i hear snickering)... ohmygod. OMG OMG OMG you ass. YOU ASS. you rolled your damn ankle. why, WHY? oh jesus. oh no. i can never run past here again. dammit, why...why for all the love of the land??? (i hear someone kinda ask if i'm ok) you dont hear them. you DO NOT HEAR them...keep going. do not stop. you're such an ass... just keep going. you can walk when you get to that corner:::
so i get around the bend in the road, away from anyone that could possibly see me and i walk for a second
:::ok. ok i think you're fine. its not so bad, you can keep running. you're tough. you're making amazing time. do not stop. shake it off, just keep going and we'll find some alternate route so we dont have to pass that damn bus-stop (continue running...road ends). SH*T. now what? no no no no no. why? why did you choose this route? oh for the love....you have to run past them again... sheeeeeet. ok. suck it up you have nowhere else to go. just... make it fast. BUT DONT FALL AGAIN!:::
i turn around and see little path to another road
:::yes! you are awesome. take the path, never turn back, we are never coming this way again, EVER:::
so i make my way back to my original route, bypassing the bus stop full of people that just saw me make an ass of myself, and i'm all good.
:::(running past stables, truck full of hotties waits at intersection for me to pass) oooh. are they cute? ok lets see (running closer to truck) yup. cute. er ok. wait? are they? hmm... ok yeah. no. ok the driver is, the rest not so much. ok just dont fall again. you're good. (running, running).... (at this point its a bit past 8:00, so theres not much traffic) alright. you're home free. one more mile and we're done. kudos:::
from here on out, it was pretty much cake. i hadnt been looking much at my watch, so i had no idea what kinda of time i was making, outside of having seen at one point that i was at an 11:25 pace, so i was happy, feeling good and just kinda enjoying the run. sans making an ass of myself.
my distance alarm goes off at 3 miles, i stop my watch and i'm dumbfounded.
3.00 miles. 33:07 minutes
holy crap. no WAY. thats weird, maybe i lost signal for a bit... (run the rest of way back to gym, then do my customary walk one lap around gym to cool down)...
:::oouugghhh. ok. definitely ran faster than normal..... i think i might puke. heh. cool. :::
(cool only because thats such a "runner" thing to do. train so hard you puke. yeah. i aspire to strange things....)
so i stretch, shower, blah-dee-blah, come back to office and check out my Garmin graph. sure enough, the time is correct. no loss of signal.
3 miles/33:07 minutes/11:01 avg. pace
thats 2 minutes faster than my fastest 3 mile ever. thats a new PR folks!
(....apparently running past cute boys is a bit of a motivator, rolled ankle and all!!!)
:::sweet!:::
so. here's the garmin, in all its new PR glory! hoorah!!!
(check out that big peak in the pace graph around mile one...yeah. that'd be the ankle!)
Comments
DATE: 12:02 PM
In the Green Bay Marathon, elite runner David Busienei ran nearly 100 yards the wrong way at the 9 mile point. That is where the marathon and half-marathon split. Oh yeah, he was in the lead at that point.His running partner asked him if he was running the half instead of the full. No. You're running the wrong way, then.He got second place by about 2 minutes. Sometimes, we all do things that we think look silly. But most people either don't notice, or are actually concerned. Those who think it's funny are not worth the time.That said, we usually look pretty darn silly when we miss steps like that. It was probably karma because you were treating those poor soldiers like pieces of meat. Men don't do that. We would never get tripped up looking at women.*SMACK as Tom runs into wall*
Posted by: Tom | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 12:03 PM
Hey, you are supposed to be running, not looking at guys...bad girl! Nice PR, but does it count if you were showing off? Try for a faster time tomorrow and I might forgive you...
Posted by: Flatman | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 12:46 PM
You are awesome. I always know I'm in for a good laugh when I go to read your blog! Thanks for the humor, even if it was at the expense of your poor ankle and/or wounded ego. :) And congrats, big-time, on your PR!
Posted by: Steffany | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 1:09 PM
Well done you! Inspiration and motivation can come in cute and unexpected packages. Maybe you should keep the route!
Posted by: ali | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 1:52 PM
Race belts are so you don't have to pin your race number to yourself. Especially helpful in a triathlon where your number has to be on your back on the bike and on your front for the run. If you use a race belt, you just swing the number around, so you don't have to unpin and repin!Got it? :)
Posted by: Flatman | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 2:31 PM
You are TOO MUCH!!! I knew this would have something to do with boys! (and you WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS, but i pr'd on 3 miles today too! Wtf? Are we twins from another life? Born 25 years apart twins??)You're hilarious! and why can't i have legions of cute boys to distract me!!!!??? Who cares about the ankle, you had big strong men around just dying to help you! (of course I'm assuming you are ok!)
Posted by: jeanne | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 4:16 PM
First, awesome PR! That rocks!Second, yay for cute boys! Who doesn't enjoy lovely scenery when they run? ;)
Posted by: Keryn | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 4:31 PM
and you know what? you're going to keep setting PRs!
Posted by: Brooklyn | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 6:21 PM
Good job...and doesn't it suck to be called Ma'am!!! I hate it!!! And you are years younger than me...I a bet you hate it even more. I think that I will still hate it when I am 100!!! Because I will love that long..I hear that running makes you live longer...must be the guilt!!!
Posted by: Liz | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 6:23 PM
Ooppss...I meant to say live that long...must of been thinking of those young military men (boys)...shhhh...don't tell my husband!!!
Posted by: Liz | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 7:12 PM
nice!
Posted by: brent | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 10:07 AM
Good job! I noticed you switched back to the hat picture. Was that due to my previous comment?I've noticed that attitude is directly attached to my finishing time. If I go out there, smile, have fun running past kids and through puddles, I finish waaay earlier. If I grumble, agonize over every step, and curse the hills, then I finish slower.
Posted by: bitweever | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 10:34 AM
no, not you specifically.. just RANDOMLY had a lot of comments, so i put it back up... yeah, i agree attitude has a lot to do with it.. but other stresses have a lot to do with attitude, so its kind of an endless cycle, no?!
Posted by: a.maria | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 11:55 AM
I'm calling liz'z husband right now! ;)
Posted by: Flatman | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM
DATE: 6:26 PM
If you were checking out all the hotty guys then you can rest assured they were checking you too; and that'll make you run fast. Now you know how to set PRs. Keep it up.
Posted by: David | July 4, 2006 08:03 PM