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Worst. Run. Ever.

You can’t even call it a run, because i was so freakin’ slow. I ran at my in-laws, in eastern middle Alabama, which is usually awesome, because they live in the middle of the woods, basically, in a huge neighborhood. Not a lot of cars, lots of wildlife, lake views, etc.

Yesterday, though, I had to go at almost noon. It was hot and muggy, and I didn’t bring water. They didn’t have any water bottles lying around, and so I figured I would stop and get water at the fire station, the golf clubhouse, and/or the driving range. Turns out they don’t have spigots on buildings around golf courses. I guess it is all on a sprinkler system. My first three miles were fine, maybe even faster than normal pace, but man, when I figured out there was no water to be had, and I still had three miles to go, with no chance of finding water between there and home, I was just not feeling it. Oh, and I got lost. Again.

I finished, with much walking, much cramping, and a fuckload of cussing at myself.

Lesson learned.

6.2 Miles = 1hr 28 min 31secs (14 minutes 17 seconds pace)
Catcalls from construction workers: 2 (What were they thinking? I must have looked like death eatin’ a ham sandwich.)

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4 Responses to “Worst. Run. Ever.”

  1. Nat says:
    June 6, 2007 at 12:11 am

    Death likes ham? Who knew? Wait, is that because of the whole colven hoof/devil thing? Nevermind, it totally makes sense that Death would like a ham sandwich.

    Sorry your run sucks. I plan on a long one tomorrow and I am sure I will be singing a similar song and eating ham or something like that.

  2. Dogwood Girl says:
    June 6, 2007 at 12:20 am

    Ha! Good old southern sayin; “Death eatin’ a ham sandwich.” You can also say, “Death warmed over.”

    Good luck tomorrow. You will be fine. I was just. . . not happy with the heat and no water. Not too smart on my part, but then I’ve never been known for my smarts. Always my beauty and sweet disposition. 🙂

  3. Steph Bachman says:
    June 6, 2007 at 10:32 am

    Holy shit – it was HOT at noon yesterday. No wonder your run was hard! Next time, stash a bottle of water (sealed) somewhere on your route or plan the loop by someone’s house who will let you borrow the hose.

    But, you finished, so good for you. : )

  4. Dogwood Girl says:
    June 6, 2007 at 12:41 pm

    Yeah, it was completely stupid, but it was the only time i could manage to go. My MIL is very into breakfast.

    I actually eyed some houses for their hoses, but it is kind of remote there. I would be nervous just going up to someone’s house, and I didn’t see anyone out in their yard, where I could just ask them.

    good idea on the stashing, but that would require a)having sealed bottled water and b) planning. 🙂

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