Before I get to WIAW, I’d like to share with you my mood-boosting experience that happened yesterday. As some of you may know, Tuesdays afternoons are when my work running club gets together for our walk/run. So yesterday afternoon rolled around and we all headed over to the trail. Most of us are very fair skinned, so we immediately realized it was gonna be hot one. (Hello 80 degrees.) Trying to mix it up, I decided to run a different way than usual (dirt trail), which meant I’d probably have less shade. I assumed everything would be kosher since it was near a body of water, but I was very wrong.
I started slow out of the gate, but picked it up around the time I started to feel a breeze. Not long after that, I started to feel my skin sizzle and knew it wouldn’t be long before this old girl got overheated. Right around what felt like 1.5 miles, I decided to head back.
As I approached the last of the run, I remembered it was uphill. My mind kicked into panic mode, as I was feeling extremely hot at this point, and I started slowing my speed. At this point, the fastest group runner (and group founder) was coming up behind me, fresh off what I can imagine was at least a 5 miler. We started chatting about how hot we both were and how glad the whole thing was almost over. As we raced past a group of ladies walking, one of them said, “Oh my gosh. You are crazy!” I just laughed out loud and gave her a wave. When we were approaching the hill, the group founder said something along the lines of “You know you’re really doing something if others think it’s out of the ordinary,” in response to the woman’s comment. That simple line was just what I needed to hear to wrap up that painful run. When it was over, I really thought about what he said and realized he was completely right. Running is crazy. It’s painful, demanding, kills my feet, requires discipline, and is sometimes performed in extreme conditions, but I really do enjoy the feeling of accomplishment that accompanies it.
On to WIAW:
One egg and one egg white only with two pieces of toast
A granola bar from my stash
A green pepper and tomato wrap with homemade tzatziki sauce and a Pink Lady apple
My very delicious broccoli bowl with Hoisin sauce, brown rice and mushrooms
I’d just like to thank Alex for inspiring me to become a runner. It’s been almost four years since I started and I can honestly say I would never have done it if it weren’t for him. (Sorry for the cheese!!)