Two Vastly Different Night Runs

I was glad Mindy and I were able to fit in an after-work run at the Back Cove Tuesday.  It is so much easier to get out before getting home, where things are begging to get done, started, fed, washed, and on and on.

It's funny how 9 minute miles can actually feel fast.  Night time seems to add to the feel of going fast, but, I think, in contrast to what the trails have allowed, it really is fast.  Maybe next week, the first lap will be in some daylight!

Unstrung emailed me this morning that she wasn't going to attend the weekly IRS meeting; she wanted to rest her misbehaving foot/ankle.  Since the FatAss is Saturday, I thought this a wise decision.  Secretly, I wanted to say come anyway.  It is very hard to make myself run late.  By the time Rick went to bed (9pm), I told him I was going to run tomorrow right after work instead.  However, ironing pants for work, I was mad at me.  It didn't take 15 minutes for me to decide I would go out, but I'd get some of my tasks done first.

That put my planned time out the door at 10:15.  I stepped out onto the patio at 10:20.  Not bad.  Then I noticed my Ally kitty in the garage window definitely trying to get my attention.  I couldn't say no.  I'm not sure how much that little delay cost in time, but : D Kitty time is all good.

As soon as I, finally, started running, I noticed the smell of skunk.  Definitely kept my eyes peeled for the little guys.  That would truly suck.  So, near the house I worried about the skunk, away about coyotes.  And still, I was running.  I planned for the FatAss.  I enjoyed the motion.

Around 2 miles in, I was way too hot.  I decided to peel my shirt and just go in my sports bra; there was no one to witness.  Ugh!  How I hate it when I realize that I can't take my shirt off cause my Garmin is stuck.  For a while, I just ran with my  hand inside the shirt, kinda holding it as I went.  Another couple miles, I was cold.  This is where it got comical.  So, while running, I'm trying to turn my shirt right-side out.  That was difficult enough; then I tried to put it on.  How could it keep going on backward???  Finally, I had to stop.  I tried again.  Nope. I did what I should have done in the first place; I took the Garmin off.  Then I was able to flip the shirt back around.  Really a puzzle how it could be backward when it was stuck on the correct arm.

So.  I had fun, but it wasn't the kind of solo run I like the best.  Those are the mid-week Brad runs that I used to do, where I could enjoy the scenery, the trail, and just get lost in my head.  This was one that would have been so much more fun shared.  I wouldn't have minded being laughed at cause it would have been much more fun to share the laughter.  Still, so glad I got out there.