Sunday, May 11, 2008

Long Run Police

The past week, I've been in a running funk.  I have now had two long runs which I had to resort to taking walking breaks to complete.  I know that some days are good and some days are bad, but I'm definitely not used to having two bad long runs in a row.  This past Friday I was scheduled to run 14 miles.  I got to 12 and decided to call it quits.

Mario eats a lot of timothy hay.  To prevent the apartment from smelling like a barn we keep the majority of hay down in the garage.  I have a smaller bin I fill up and bring upstairs.  When I got home from my run I left my running stuff in the car and got out to refill his bin.  When I was done, I was juggling the bin, my water bottle and cell phone.  I locked the car and shut the door.

At the exact moment the door closed, I realized I didn't have my keys.  I looked into the car and there they were -- inside and  mocking me.

Our landlord lives inside the building and his two sons both work here, too, so I was optimistic ONE of them would be around to let me into the apartment.  No luck.  I left a message on the landlord's cell phone.  I consulted with Boyfriend, who I live with (but happened to be at work), and came down to two options:  Wait around for someone to come home to let me in, or go to Boyfriend's office to pick up his set of keys.

Boyfriend works pretty close to home so I decided to suck it up and run to his office (I was, after all already in running clothes).  I had already been dreaming of eating a big bowl of pasta the last 3 miles of my run and was pretty hungry at this point.  His office is only about a mile away so I got there in good time.  Boyfriend refueled me with a piece of chocolate, and back home I came.

So in the end, I got my 14 miles done.  I guess something was conspiring against me copping out of the last two miles of my run.  Hopefully the funk lifts this week.


Chantalle said...

Thanks for your comment on my post!

I can't imagine running 14 miles goodness woman! What's the trick?

Runner Leana said...

Oh, that is a terrible feeling when you realize that you've locked your keys in the car. Glad you were able to get it sorted out relatively easy though! I hope your funk lifts soon. Those are no fun!