I set my alarm to go off at 5:15 AM this morning, so I could get my 7 mile run in before the heat scorched the roads around my house. At 4:15 this morning, my crack-berry goes off, I quickly answer the phone after the first *chirp*, hoping that it didn't wake Jen. No such luck.
I look at the clock and think to myself that I have another hour before I have to wake up - I hate having to wake up early, but especially when I have been ripped from my dreams before the alarm clock is set to go off. I close my eyes and in moments it is 5:00 AM. Apparently Jen has been up since worked called and is getting restless - you gotta hate those pregnancy hormones screwing up the sleep cycles.
I get up, get dressed in the dark, head down stairs, check my equipment (that would be my running stuff: shoes, water bottles (did I mention it is hotter than the 12th level of Hell here in the ATL?), reflector vest, and iPod. All are present and accounted for. I opened the front door and was slapped in the face with 93% humidity - this is going to be awesome!
The. Run. Sucked! I am mentally drained and dreading all the runs now, which is not real good considering I have a 15 mile run planned for this weekend in Auburn. (Any one in Auburn want to run 15 miles with me?)
I ended up only running/walking 5.25 miles in about 50 minutes. Not real bad, but not what I am capable of - it is very discouraging. I think it may be time to find a running club to get some extra bodies to run with.
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