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.

2 comments:

Chantalle said...

Thanks for your comment on my post!

I can't imagine running 14 miles yet...my 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!