FINALLY...

…A beautiful, sunny, warm day in Denver! Yesterday was the warmest day in 6 weeks in Denver, and the high temp was only the mid 50’s. The streets were dry and only a few puddles and icy spots are left. With nice weather projected for the rest of the week they should be gone for the long run on Sunday.

My run was 10 miles, originally I was feeling kind of sick and thinking of ways out of running, but I read some post by some arrogant prick about how he had “no problem” running a marathon without training. Too bad his time was well over 5 hours, which is slower than “running” pace. I was filled with spiteful rage and all of the sudden really wanted to go run. I threw on my clothes, at a gel and a ½ of a PB&J and ran out the door. I felt great and thought my spite would carry me for the whole 10 miles. I had a gel but didn’t feel that I’d need it. At mile 5 I hit the point of no return, a right hand turn would quickly put me in the min 8-10 mile range but going straight would let me close it off at 6.5. I turned. About 2 blocks after turning I was hit with an overwhelming and immediate need to use the bathroom. I run the same route a lot but I still didn’t know where any facilities were. I ran towards the Denver Museum hoping that worst case I could go inside and beg, fortunately I found a construction site. I jumped the fence and abused their porta john.

Returning to my run I was much relieved, but also well off route, I ran out to my original turnaround point but I’m not 100% sure if I got the right distance. I basically ran around some of the roads inside City Park instead of skirting around it, but either way the run couldn’t have been shortened by more than a tenth or two. The last two miles I stepped things up and felt great. Today I’m a bit sore, but the run is only 4-5 miles. The weather looks great for the first time in a while I’m genuinely excited to run.