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November 16, 2005
It's Snowing!
Unbelievably (considering the balmy conditions we were enjoying last week) it's snowing today! Well, flurrying actually but that counts. If there's no accumulation, will my run today count as the first snow run of the year? I don't think so. The first official snow run of the year is always magical, and its magical quality stems partly from the Christmas card effect of a pristine frosting of sparkly whiteness. I'm looking forward to the run nevertheless.
I'm feeling surprisingly energetic this morning despite the unfortunate aftereffects of my long run last night. Yes, I once again put it off on Monday. I'm not sure why I always do this with long runs. I think it has to do with the time factor: two hours is a sizeable chunk of time to commit to. But commit I finally did... around 10:45 last night I climbed on the treadmill for my longest treadmill run ever. I made it two and a half times through Jimmy Buffett's Greatest Hits (hey, "Cheeseburger in Paradise" never gets old) while doing 8 miles at 7:48 pace, 3 at 7:41 pace, 3 at 7:30 pace, and the last mile at 7:00 pace.
I felt very comfortable for the entire run, which makes the unfortunate aftermath somewhat puzzling. I ended up being up for most of the night with stomach issues, which wasn't an entirely bad thing as it allowed me to peruse my way through several as yet unopened Christmas catalogues and to confirm that despite the fact that I can remember purchasing it on several occasions and can remember using it on zero occasions I have not a single Immodium tablet in my house. Immodium in my hands disappears into the vortex in the mysterious way of socks placed in the dryer.
Sometime around 5 I became convinced that such a prolonged stomach episode couldn't possibly be the result of my run and had to be caused by a virus of some sort. It finally abated around the time my alarm was set to go off (7:20) and I decided that I'd skip my 9:45 class and sleep until I woke up. But my avian roommate, Toby, had other ideas. She threw a well-timed temper tantrum around 9:15 which got me out of bed, into the shower, and off to school. The miraculous appearance of a parking space on the street that runs alongside the law school enabled me to make it to class in the nick of time and offered confirmation that dragging my butt to class was the right thing to do.
Posted by alweiss at November 16, 2005 11:23 AM