Scratch that, I overslept. I apparently turned off both of my alarms and went back to sleep this morning. I woke up at 5:35 by my wife and she said: Declan, aren't you supposed to run today? (I love that this was the first thing she said) I was all sorts of confused. I thought it was Saturday at first, but then realized it was Tuesday. Do I have time for a run.. maybe 3, but I was schedule for nine today. No dice, but still plenty of time to get to work. I'll try to run later I told myself before I got rungry (run+angry from not running)
I get ready and leave my unit and am about to leave the building when I realize I forgot my CTA pass..so much for catch the bus that was coming! Go back and find it, wait another 10 or so minutes and leave. Next bus is late and very full, it didn't have enough space to even stop at the last two stops before going express on Lake Shore Drive.
I took a half day today to do daddy day care as my wife has a non toddler friendly appointment this afternoon. I got home with enough time to sneak in my run while the baby napped and before my wife had to leave. Score!
I sported my Boston Marathon New Balance M890v3s (see here and here ) for the first time not on a treadmill, I'm going to rotate them in on my non recovery run days and when its not raining until my M890v2s are done.
I was a bit happy to be able to run in the low 60s and partly sunny skies I must say, but a few things I didn't enjoy:
- I felt like a stranger running at a different time, nobody was training on the art of nodding and waving. Did I betray my 5am crew?
- I didn't have my eating time down for this run. My last snack was at 7:30am, and I ran at 12:30pm. I definitely felt the lack of energy after a few miles, which surprised me as I usually run on an empty stomach in the morning.
- There were a couple annoying runners, one whom I will describe in a moment.
Now in the mornings I usually give a shout out to my favorite runners. Today, a wag of my finger to you mr annoying chicken wing doof!
In the last mile and a half of my run (cooling down, so 8-8:30 per minute at this point), I pass this guy, who I would like to call a Bro 2.0, shaved head, something shaved into it, he was walking, a little sweaty. Wearing cotton (warning sign) and long shorts. I think nothing of this. Last mile of my jog at this point, I'm relaxing and he has speed up and goes by me.. whatever I'm not going to leave my slow down for that guy...but his form, oh so bad. He is listening to music and has his elbows up like a chicken flapping its wings. Never seen this before, so much wasted energy doing that, that can't be natural. I start to get a little peeved, my inner reserves of energy say, USE US! Don't let him leave here like that. NO! I'm not that type of runner. But then he does it, he does some sort of two handed victory arm/hand pumps in the air. Not sure why this was bothering me, but I didn't want to look at it any longer. He is about 50 feet in front of me, I think it through and need about 25 seconds to pass him and no see this display any longer. I start my pace back up when he turns off the path and loops around to the lake... ugh. Well I guess it was for the better. I know I'm not much of a better person for wanting to do that.
Do you ever have runners you see outside who you just HATE to see go around you? You see their stride too long, their build too big, or form too bad that you know overtime they'll fade and you will show your true training results? Or is this just me?
How do you deal with days where you oversleep and miss your run if you run in the morning?