I have actually been pouting all week about not running the Chicago Marathon. I don't know why...i have been seriously running for all of 6 months, and my body and mind are not ready for a full marathon yet. I just sucks when everyone at work asks if you are running the marathon, and you have to say, "no...i am very lame and bad at running"
To cheer myself up, and burn off some of the candy corn apocalypse 2011 from yesterday, The Dean and i set out for a morning run. He is training for a 10k next month, and i have another half in two weeks. The plan was that i would run 12 miles, he would run 4. Neither of these things happened. There were two things working against us. The first was that it was unseasonably warm (80 degrees in Chicago in October....huh? Kinda glad i DIDN'T run the marathon!) Not that i am whining about 80 degrees. i know that in some places 80 degrees is a cold front. Unfortunately for us though, we got a late start (because sleep is awesome) and didn't start running until 9:45. It was a comfortable 65 degrees when we started, but soon shot up to around 80, and that was unpleasant. I have lost all my heat acclimatization....the last time i ran in heat like that was probably mid august. (i seriously run at like 5am all summer just to avoid such unpleasantness.)
Matt made it to mile 1.5 and called it quits. In his defense, he has never run in the heat, and ate a giant steak for dinner. (maybe he should read my blog...he would have known better!) But props to him, because i wouldn't have even started the run. My plan was to run 6 miles, and then turn around and run back. Around mile 5, i realized i had gone through 3/4's of my water, and was on a trail with no water fountains. none. nada.
|the face of hydration failure.|
I went home to pout with my foam roller, and matt ran a quick errand, and surprised me me with this:
I rarely eat meat, and never red meat, but i do LOVE turkey bacon. add a bloody mary, and i am in HEAVEN!!! We both recovered from our crappy runs by drowing our faces with TB and Bloodies, al fresco!
|Eating outside in October? WIN.|
Great minds think alike:
|Me, photographing matt, photographing the brunch, that i just photographed.|
We're not mega-nerds or anything.
Moral of the story? Some runs just suck, but brunch will always be delicious.