Running Journal 1 & 2

So I told myself, and others, I would begin running again once I arrived in New Orleans.  The first day I got here I failed.  I was too tired.  Excuses are tools of the incompetent, so I guess I'm not competent.  So here is my running journal entry for day two.

Day: Friday May, 25th

Time: 7:55pm

Duration: 1:00:25

Pace: 13'39"

Distance: 4.43mi

Course: Paved - Audubon Park

Weather: Sunny

Mood: Ecstatic, Disgusted, Strong, Happy, Tired

Favorite Song(s) on this Run: Energy by Keri Hilson & Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO



Notes:  This was my first day back running in a bout two months.  I was ecstatic.  The weather and atmosphere down here makes me want to run.  I expected it to be hard.  I expected to walk more than I ran.  I should have expected less.

My body completed rejected the activity.  I was going "good" for the seven-tenths of a mile.  Then every thing I'd eaten since Lord knows when began to fight with me.  Now you most runners know when you get that feeling there are only two outcomes.  Either you will digest it (we pray for this), or you will see your food again...in a slightly vomitrocious state.  Well, my body felt as if it was choosing the latter.  In these instances I embrace it.  I'd rather vomit and get back to running, than fight with it trying to digest. I would run maybe one-tenth of a mile and my stomach would stop me.  But nothing would come up.  Not even a burp.  OH CRAP!  MY BODY IT TRYING TO DIGEST.  This stinks.  My running was stopped every 30 seconds because of my stomach.  Very painful.  Very annoying.  I was pretty disgusted with myself...for obvious reasons.

Then it happened.  The belch to beat all belches.  It was loud, rumbly, full of machismo.  As soon as it happened I knew I had the green-light to really start my run.  So 30 minutes after I started running was when actual running began.  I felt strong.  The sun was still up and I managed to lap somebody (Okay the somebody was an elderly woman that was on a walk...but I still lapped her! #boom).  I looped around Audubon Park one more time before I ran through Tulane's campus and back to my apt.

But two songs pulled me from the pits of gastrointestinal distress.  Energy by Keri Hilson is not a typical running song.  The beat is slow and whiny.  But she says, "This love is taking all of my energy", and my love of running typical takes all of my energy.  Then after this song went off and I was heading back to campus "Party Rock Anthem" by LMFAO came on.  The beat of this one is too contagious.  I can't walk while this song is on.  I'm either going to run or I'm going to dance.  I did a little bit of both.  Jealous?  You shouldn't be, the running was less than par and the dancing was worse.  But I was happy, then tired.

All in all...this run showed me exactly where I was.  Circling the drain.  We'll see how tomorrow goes. #perseveranceiskey

Peace.

PTJ