What’s that saying? You plan, God laughs? I don’t actually
believe that God is sitting around watching me and getting his chuckles in, but
who knows. Maybe it’s that other guy who’s laughing –
whatshisface Murphy. The guy with the
law. In any case, my plan yesterday was
to run while the kids were in school. My
son is in Kindergarten, but my daughter only goes to preschool two mornings a
week, so I’m fairly limited in my “free” time.
Wednesdays, I have free time.
Except we were supposed to get SNOWMAGEDDEN!!! Cue me looking out the window at my snow-free
lawn. (I swear, weather forecasters are
wrong so often that it actually amazes me that they aren't fired left and
right. If my husband made that many
mistakes at his job, we’d be broke and moving in with my parents!)
Where was I? Oh,
right. SNOW SNOW SNOW! So, they closed the schools. So, no running for me, unless I wanted to
take the kids to the gym. I haven’t been
on a treadmill since…. October? I
think? But, being a good little trooper,
I talked myself into it, and headed to the gym. Empty parking lot, sign on the door saying
the gym was closed DUE TO INCLEMENT WEATHER.
*sigh* At that point, it was
raining. Lightly. CALL THE NATIONAL GUARD!
I went to Panera and got salads and picked up some lunch for
the kids, and headed home. My husband
had given up on work, because there was no one there, so we all had lunch
together at home and I tried to talk myself out of my grumpiness so I could go
running in the afternoon.
Fast forward a few hours - 36 degrees, rainy, and
windy. Apparently, the perfect weather
for running! I didn't even really notice the cold, except for my fingers, which
were not pleased that I hadn't taken the time to find my gloves before leaving the
house. The run was amazing. Probably
the best one I’d had since I first laced up my running shoes 14 months
ago. Apparently, I really am Only Happy When It Rains!
Somewhere during mile 3, when I was starting to get a little
tired, I passed a house and there was a guy out front, getting into his car,
and he yelled at me. I couldn't hear
what he said because of the wind and the fact that I had my buff pulled over my
ears to keep warm, so I yelled “What?”
He yelled back “You’re crazy!” I
answered “I’m not crazy, it’s awesome out here!” In retrospect, I wish I’d come up with something
wittier, because truth be told, the weather was not awesome, but whatever. I ran another hundred yards or so, grumbling
to myself that I was NOT crazy, when a woman running towards me caught my eye
and I just started grinning. She smiled
as she passed me, and I wanted to high five her. NOT crazy!
Just…. A runner. =)
So, I bested Murphy, got my run in, and felt fantastic for
the rest of the day. Well, fantastic and
shivery. But it was worth it.
Have you ever been heckled while running? (Or while doing anything?)
He was in awe of you, your answer was just fine. :-) How many people can run and carry on a conversation, period? You rock!
ReplyDeleteLOL In awe, sure, that's it. Let's go with that. =)
DeleteI've often thought the same about weathermen--they are almost always wrong! We had a snow day on Tuesday and it really never got bad We did get 8", but it never blew and it fell gently all day long.
ReplyDeleteGlad you were still able to get out there!
I think 8 inches here would be a state of emergency. LOL
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