I don’t think there is anything in the entire world more nerve-wracking than a run date. Even if you’ve been dating for awhile it is still absolutely terrifying. Today I went running with a guy I’ve been seeing for a little bit and it. was. terrifying. First of all, this guy makes me look like a slacker in terms of workout ethic and athletic talent. Seriously, dude is Michael Phelps and I’m only kind of kidding. No seriously he does pull ups with 25lbs around his waist and then runs an 18 min 5k. And he was a Division I athlete. So this is not some couch potato I’m dealing with here. In fact, he’s bad for me and says things like, “oh Amy, you don’t need a rest day… let’s go run or play tennis or ride our bikes!”
First of all, it was raining. Now, no one looks good running in the rain. Then, I had to plan my outfit. Tights? Booty shorts? Regular tempo shorts? Hat? No hat? Garmin? No garmin? I finally settled on booty shorts, my CIM long sleeved shirt (it just fits well) and no garmin. I actually had run already today but I mean, if the cute boy wants to run, you run. I actually kind of felt like I was going to race– nervous, jumpy, lots of attention to the outfit and details and praying to God there’d be no tummy trouble or nose running 🙂
Here’s a little snippet of what went through my head as we ran:
“Oh my gosh am I going fast enough? Too fast? Is this ok? Do I smell? OMG my nose is running and that’s so embarassing. Do I smell? What if he thinks I’m slow? Wow, I look awesome in my sports bra, oh wait, no I don’t! I shouldn’t have worn the booty shorts, should have gone for the tights. Oh wait, no, tempos would have been better. I should text Aron, she’ll think this is funny. Do I smell? This is terrifiying.” All while trying to talk and pretend like this is the most fun thing in the world. And I mean, it was really fun but it was also, you know, scary.
Like I’ve written about before, there’s something about pounding out the miles, especially in the pouring down rain that brings your defenses down and causes you to get real. Plus, I figured that at the end of the day, being a runner is a pretty big part of who I am and if he can’t take it that I run around in booty shorts in the rain then it’s probably not meant to be. And although he’s not as in to racing and thinks running a marathon sounds totally miserable (and he’s so no wrong about that) he’s an athlete with a competitive streak and he gets it. Plus, I love that we can run together and he understands that running isn’t something I do, it’s a part of who I am.
Anyway, it was really fun but really nerve-wracking and scary. But the good news is that I’m so used to running with people now that it all worked out ok. Just 6 easy miles in the rain… like a movie… oh wait, when you’re dating someone new EVERYTHING feels like a movie 🙂
Yesterday I had an EPIC long run. I was visiting my mom and hit my most favorite trail in the entire world for a 12 miler. I think someone put rockets in my shoes because no mile was slower than 8:40 and it felt so easy. I ran into my buddy/coach Jack and we ran together briefly and then I just enjoyed cruising around with my tunes on in the nice, cool weather. I ran on half pavement, half hilly trail and it was just what the doctor ordered. The best part is that I decided to run my last mile as hard as I could and it came in at 7:20. It was probably not ncessary but it was fun to fly through that final mile.
I finished out the week with 55 miles and ended my no junk food fast in style. I had candy corn for breakfast followed my M&Ms, carrot cake and a huge hunk of chocolate. And I might have a cookie later. But then I think I’m going to try and stay off the sugar wagon. My body just feels so good without it. And I have the worst stomach ache ever from all the sugar!
This week the miles should come down a bit and for that I am grateful.