Today's run wasn't great, but it wasn't terrible either. It was cold this morning so I dressed a little warmer, but appropriately enough that all I ended up shedding was my gloves. So I am happy with my ability to gauge how many layers to wear.
On the way out to the turn around point I felt great. Sarah and I were running at a pretty decent pace and we were killing the hills in the route. At the turn around I suddenly got one of the worst cramps I have ever had in my life. I slowed to a walk and told Sarah to keep going. I knew that when you were in a rhythm and feeling it, it is a real let down to stop. And I knew that last week was really hard on her, so I wanted her to have a great week this week, and she did. So I picked it up to a slow jog and stopped at the restroom 1/4 of a mile from the turn around point. When I headed back out there was this kitten that popped out of the bushes and kept jumping in front of my feet every time I went around it. I finally said to it that it needed to stop because I didn't want to hurt it. For a small moment I thought about picking it up and taking with with me. But it was really clean and it looked healthy and there are houses right on the other side of the house, so I figure it must be an outdoor cat. Especially since it was so friendly and not skittish or stand offish. But it was really cute and that is the second time I have run into a cute cat this week. Then I managed to jog at a pace decent but not as fast as the way out with only a slight cramp.
I am slightly disappointed with my run today, but truth be told, it doesn't really matter. It is probably good if today and next weeks runs are bad so that the marathon is great. The point is that I ran all of it except about 10 steps and I got the mileage in. My marathon goal is to cross the finish line. I know I can do that, and that is what matters.
Tomorrow Sarah and I are going boot-blocking. I am only $50 away from my goal thanks to a generous donation from my aunt. Thanks for reading and supporting!
