With this winter, that is. They are calling for more snow tonight and then snow this weekend. Did I somehow move north without noticing?
I had a decent 6 miler again today at a 9:43 pace. Nothing spectacular, but I’m ok with the pace given the slippery slushy sidewalks I had to run on.
I was apparently channeling my inner beeyotch while running. Things that ran through my head:
- Hey, fat lady who insisted on blowing smoke in my face as I ran by, give up that nasty thing. Oh and hit the gym while you are at it, ‘kay?
- Lots of curses at the many, many residents and businesses who didn’t shovel their sidewalks. Yes, Gold’s Gym, I’m looking at you.
- And thanks so much Mr. UPS driver who not only couldn’t wait the few seconds while I went around a parked car, but also had to blow his horn at me. BTW, this is a residential neighborhood, slow yourself the heck down!
I have 13 miles planned for tomorrow. It will likely happen in one of three ways 1) treadmill run while the kids play too much Wii, 2)run around the indoor track 5,431 times if they actually go to school, or 3)attempt to run in the snow without killing myself for as many miles as possible before giving up and hitting the treadmill. I think God is laughing because I had the audacity to think that training for a marathon during the winter would be easier.
Why, yes, I am a bit crabby. Is it that obvious? ;o)