Satchel Paige once said,” Avoid fried meats which angry up the blood.” It wasn’t fried meats that angried up my blood this afternoon. Only a number of factors just out of my control which I thought could only be conquered by a good exhausting run.
Out the door I went scowling and pushing the pace. I thought I’ll just run until I had forced all the angry out of my system. Besides, it might turn out to be a good tempo run which is something I needed.
Somewhere around mile I don’t know I was still pushing the pace but my unhappiness had turned to thoughts of how great I was feeling and questioning how long could I keep pushing.
Usual stopping points? Not today.
Take the long way home – Yes.
Looking for an extra hill? Absolutely.
I stopped and talked to a fellow who was about to climb up on a porch and start laying shingles and also chatted with a woman who walks her dog in the neighborhood and carries a plastic bag to pick trash along her route. Those are acceptable pauses I’d say.
Bottom line is that today was my longest run of the Spring and my fastest. I won’t be running with the same motivation tomorrow but occasionally it’s good to blow off some steam.
I suppose it’s my version of road rage that turns out to have a happy ending.
Ever have less than stellar and high minded motivations for running?