Procrastination

I used to not be able to wait to write about my runs. Now, even though I'm as excited about the runs, I'm finding more and more that I'm treating the posts like I did my school work...putting it off, creatively avoiding. I've gotten better at "Hell Tetris", my hellish replacement for my Freecell addiction.

I'd composed most of what should have been yesterday's post in my head while running. I do that a lot. The only thing I actually wrote was the title. The thing is, I don't want to not write it. I don't write in my "real" runner's log any more. The only thing in there is my training plan.

So. Yesterday, I ended up running at 4 pm. When I was nearly dressed to go out, I grabbed my garmin to put it on the windowsill to capture the satellite while I finished dressing. Nothing happened when I pressed the button. Thinking the battery might be dead, I put it back on the charging dock. No charging message appeared on the screen. It was dead. Big time bummer.

I can't even tell you how many times I checked my wrist during my run. I even checked it while I was thinking how sad I was not to have the garmin! I admit to being addicted to the data. This run I still wish I new the pace. The snow had firmed up a lot from the day before. I felt like my pace was the fastest of the winter. I wish I had the confirmation. By the time I was about 2.5 miles in (I've done these trails enough to know the distances), I ran smack into a stiff head wind. Even with the good footing, I had a hard time making any forward progress. It was a blast. I don't think I could have said a word if I was running with someone; the wind would have pushed it all right back in. Again, I wished I could see what my pace was then.

At the beginning of the run, even though the trail was well-packed, the surface was a bit loose. Three miles in, everything was freezing up. It's amazing how the temperature drops with the sun's disappearance. I decided to try the path that Linda and I have been working on with our snowshoes. Nope - not firm enough to run on yet.

I finished with very close to 6 miles. Since I don't even own a regular watch any more, I'm not sure of how long. I did kind of notice the time when I left and the time when I'd changed out of my running gear, not really a good way to calculate pace.

Today, I met up with Danielle to run Thorncrag. I have been looking forward to introducing her to the Sanctuary for sometime; I knew she'd appreciate the run and the scenery. Danielle would see whale rock and get it. How lucky it was the perfect winter's day there. The trails were firmly packed by snowshoers and skiers. The sky was as blue as it gets. In just under an hour and ten minutes we covered about all the trails, some of them in both directions. I hope Danielle liked it enough to join me there again soon : )