Running Tuneless

I have never run with music.  That's right... I bask in silence while I run.  I enjoy the fact that my 3 children are not pulling at my legs, housework isn't beckoning, and it's not time to fix a meal for someone.  It is MY time.  I enjoy the silence and even the crazy randomness that runs through my head while I run.  Yes, I am a chatty-type while I run if someone is willing to talk, and I will trade silence for adult conversation, but typically it's just me and the road or the treadmill.

Today was the treadmill again.  I had really wanted to get in a long run today, but I remembered that the childcare at the gym closes at noon, and it was already almost 11am.  My last 2 runs were 4 miles long, so at the very least I wanted to up that to 6 miles... but I was down to an hour, and at most on the treadmill, I run 11 min/mile (~5.5mph).  So I made a decision... I didn't care how groggy I was feeling today, I was going to ramp it up to 6.0mph and see if I could stick it out.  Just me and the treadmill... all that effort to stay in the same place.  I psyched myself up and hopped on.

So here I am in silence, and the random thoughts begin...

0.25 miles in...
I'm feeling warmed up.  It was definitely a good idea to grab a quick snack before this run.  I had a sample Clif Mojo bar (these things are salty, but seriously good... run out and TRY ONE).

I had the peanut butter pretzel version, and though I normally don't like peanut butter in anything (although I do like peanut butter), I absolutely loved this.  I do wish Clif would sell the sample size ones, though, they make for a perfect quick snack before a workout.
1.0 miles in...
(yes, the first mile went by pretty fast)
Elaine is behind me on the elliptical.  Elaine rocks, you should check out her BLOG.  She has also started a group called Team Fit Plus (check them out on facebook).  It's a support group for plus-size folks who are on a path to fitness.  Elaine can outrun 99% of the people I know, so she knows what she's talking about.
2.0 miles in...
(another quick mile without too much of a wandering mind)
I see this guy downstairs that resembles Ryan Reynolds.  Well, if he had a haircut and different shorts.  Of course, if it had really been Ryan Reynolds, I almost certainly would've fallen off the back of the treadmill like a high school groupie.

Yes, I put his picture in here larger than I place most pictures, because... well... um... because I wanted to... so there.

Back to the shorts... the guy was wearing these shorts that he definitely purchased in 1982.  Really... remember these prints:

Which then led me to think about the new Nike Tempo Shorts that I saw online this morning.  I love Nike Tempo shorts.  Best running shorts ever... well, if you buy them a size up, because I prefer to keep my hiney cheeks private.  Anyhow, while looking at the Nike site this morning, I noticed their new Old Skool line.

3.0 miles in...
By this point, I am chanting to myself... "You're halfway there, Lesley.  You're still feeling good."

3.02 miles in...
I'm into the second half, how far have I gone?  Seriously???  Only 0.02.  Sheesh.

3.25 miles in...
Hmmmm, there are actually people at the "snack" counter down there.  I wonder how expensive it is.  I've never seen anyone actually purchase a smoothie or anything from there.  I'd like to try one, but I never even bring my purse into the gym.

Check the watch... yep, 30 minutes until the childcare area closes.

3.5 miles in...
At this point it's all downhill... counting every 0.1 mile off, focusing on keeping my breathing in check, making sure I'm not feeling pain anywhere that I shouldn't, etc.

3.75 miles in...
I am hungry.  McAlister's is right across the street... Yes, I think I need McAlister's.  Besides, they have nice 500 calorie meal options.  Surely I earned a 500 calorie meal.  Oh wait, I want some sweet tea.  (If you haven't had it, McAlister's Deli makes the best sweet tea EVER.)  There's another 200 calories.  I better finish out this burn.

It is worth every delicious calorie.  I do not usually give up calories for drinks, but I will for this tea.
4.75 miles in...
The announcement comes over the loud speaker - "Attention Parents - 15 minutes until Kid's Club closes."  Fifteen minutes... I've got this... I just need to make it to 5.0 (mentally), and I know I can squeeze out that last mile.  Counting, counting, counting... 4.80, 4.85, 4.90, 4.95, 5.00.  Shew, I'm there.
5.0 miles in...
Last mile.  I can somehow always squeak through one more mile.  Mentally, it's the end game.  This is easy.  I have never gone more than 3 miles at this pace, and I'm already way past that... OK, I need a little time to walk to cool down.  I want to keep my pace though... sooo... if I run the next half mile at 6.0, then sprint a quarter of a mile at 8.0, then I can briskly walk the last quarter mile at 4.0 and still come in right at 60 minutes, but be slightly cooled down since I'll have to get the children right away.  And that's exactly what I did... the last mile flew by... and I completed it.
6.0 miles and 6.0 mph.  Proud of myself!

And now you know how the mind wanders during a tuneless run!!!