A Bit Out of Sorts, But Still Good – RunLog 8-11-18
I woke up around 4:00 AM this morning and immediately told myself that I wasn’t going to the Doc and Mardie 5K today and once I did that fell back to sleep.
MMMM what’s up, to be honest I have been wavering about going to the race, I am not crazy about the course (going up Mayflower Hill in a race situation doesn’t thrill me, I have run that course too many times), even though I am in pretty decent shape, know most of the people, would have had fun and was fairly certain that I would have done well.
However, something inside me besides not liking the course was telling me not to go.
When I woke back up I felt a bit out of sorts, nothing serious, but I felt “off”.
So I made up my mind not to go – again.
When Mary and I talked about what we planned on doing for the day, I told her that I wasn’t going to the race. I think that it surprised her, because I had been planning on running this race for a while. This was despite getting the Reebok FloatRide Run Fasts, how much I had talked about being super impressed with them on Friday’s run last night and how much I wanted to see what they would do in race conditions.
At 7:45 I still thought about pulling everything together and go, especially since the weather was just about perfect for a fast time on that course.
I didn’t go.
No matter what I was doing, I couldn’t shake that feeling that I wasn’t supposed to be racing this morning.
Even so, I counted down to the 9:00 o’clock start and while walking Bennie, I thought about where I would be on the course until I got to a certain time that I thought I could have done.
After that part of the walk, my brain fog, seemed to clear and I felt fine??? I am not sure what was going on, but it wasn’t my race anxiety or anything like that – this was different. I just knew that I wasn’t supposed to run in the race this morning.
Sometimes I really
think know that I am a headcase, but instead of ignoring whatever was going on in my head, I didn’t go this morning.
Then I got ready to run 5.0 miles easy after I got done walking Bennie.
My run out to Notta Road was routine and nothing all that exciting, no flashes of white light, woo music or anything else that was totally weird. It was just a run.
The first 3.0 miles were all in the 8:50’s and the last two were a bit faster, since I had pushed a little harder than usual coming up Stevens Hill. It was your garden variety easy run, where I just put miles on the legs and smiled at the end.
Good run in the Grasse Roads, which seem to be working fine since I performed the heel cup surgery.
I just wish that I knew why I wasn’t supposed to be at the race this morning? Oh well, sometimes I have a feeling that it is just as well we don’t know.
All I know is that I wasn’t supposed to race this morning and didn’t.