Warm up: walk 2min
Run outside: 5.13k/5.58 pace/30:35
Zoned out, enjoying the abnormally mild weather for this time of year, and bam! I hit a pot hole. In the sidewalk. I had my moment – typically I’d probably start to tear up or yell loud enough the whole neighborhood could hear me, but surprisingly enough I let out a small yelp and kept going. Shocking.
I guess this is what you get when you run in the dark. But I just can’t help it this time of year. When I wake in the morning before work – it’s dark. When I get home from work – it’s dark. Come on winter, pack your bags and head on home. You’re time is up – at least according to our trusty ol’ Wiarton Wille, and I don’t think he wants to be on anyone’s bad side. Definitely not mine.
Besides, if I wanted to live in Nunavut (where they’re currently experiencing only 4.5 hours of daylight. Yowzers.) I would. I seriously don’t know how they do it. I’d probably last a day, throw a fit, and venture back south.
Morale of the story? I should wear a head light and pay more attention to where I’m running.
Date night with George tonight. Just look at that sexy face. You can’t deny it. Don’t even try.