Saturday I was back out there on my new route that is full of long dirt roads and steep hills and then more steep hills. For most of the run I was fine.
It was cold. T came with me and she loved the route in spite of my not so fast speed on it. There are times I think I could walk it faster but I am determined to "run" those hills. It wasn't a particularly pretty day. It was neither sunny nor snowing at that point.
Let me get back to the it was cold. T usually dresses lighter than I do. She told me she had on 4 tops, two pairs of pants and two socks. So I added more and off we went. At first I thought I was overdressed but as soon as we hit the wind I was glad of all my clothing. The trouble was going up all those hills made me sweat a lot and I was drenched on this very cold day. When we headed into the wind I decided my hat wasn't enough and I was thrilled that I had a top with a hood and the hood came up too, never to be taken off.
When we reached the top of the road of many hills we turned left out of the wind. The problem was we would be turning around and heading right into it. The second problem was I was trying to get 9 in so we would be going farther before we turned around which meant we would be heading into the wind for a long time once we made that turn.
WE WOULD BE HEADING INTO THE WIND FOR A LONG TIME ONCE WE MADE THAT TURN.
Sorry, I thought that was worth repeating. When we turned around we were going down Quaker Street forever. It was down but I was too cold to appreciate the down hill plus I was watching where I was stepping - no sprained ankles for this lady.
But finally we turned and things were so much better. I was beginning to get tired but it wasn't until the very last turn that it really hit me. I was exhausted. It was only 1 more mile from last week but suddenly felt like much more. I didn't know exactly what would be 9 and did not want to look at my Garmin and see less than 9 because I knew in spite of my exhaustion I would go 9. But it was 9.16. T said, "But you want to finish the .6 right?" because I always do. I immediately said no and headed up my driveway. The fact that I didn't run .4 more to round out my distance speaks to my tiredness more than anything.
I would have plopped exhausted on the couch once I got in the house but I was so wet from all my sweating that I just headed for the shower.
When I thought about it later I am going to blame at least some of it on being sick this week. I was in bed for 3 days. Once I was up I felt better but couldn't believe how tired I was. I almost fell asleep in the dentist chair!!!!! So no wonder. I recovered some as the day went on but couldn't stay awake for all of the Breaking Bad episode we were watching (Walt is not a very nice person.) and was in bed at 8 on a Saturday night.
I finished my week with the swim I missed due to being sick. I wasn't sure if this was going to happen but it did and it was great. Relaxing. Satisfyingly tiring. Heaven in the hot tub with my book!
Some of you asked about when I was a character in a book as mentioned in my last post. I promise I will get to this this week. I had blogged about it once upon a time but I can't find it - probably part of a TTT post.