This run went way better than I thought it would. I didn't sleep well last night. I woke up at around 2 AM and could not seem to get back to sleep until 4:00, possibly because I watched the Sons of Anarchy premiere somewhere in that time and it was disturbing on all the levels. I wanted to make sure I got up in time to finish my run in the morning so I set an alarm for 5:45 before I fell asleep again. When said alarm went off I did not want to get up. I did not want to put on my running clothes. I did not want to run. I wanted to curl up in my sheets like a caterpillar until tomorrow or at least until this afternoon. Instead I emerged from my chrysalis groggy and annoyed, ate some oatmeal, and headed out the door. Here are my splits:
The first couple of miles were a little slow. I was going uphill for a large chunk of it and I really didn't want to be going at all so I was dragging my feet a little. By mile three I was feeling a little better. Plus I kept passing the members of a running group going in the opposite direction so I sped up when I saw one of them coming so they didn't think I was a slacker. Maybe this is evidence that I should join a running group--fear of social judgment apparently makes me push harder in my workouts. :)
Somewhere around mile 4 I stopped to switch my phone to music. I had been listening to the audiobook version of Fall of Night by Rachel Caine, but I was coming up on a few hills and I wanted something with a beat to help me stay motivated.
By the time mile 5 rolled around I needed to go to the bathroom. I knew there was a port-o-potty coming up in the park, but I was carrying a handheld water bottle and I couldn't figure out what to do with it while I was in the port-o-potty. I didn't want to lay it on the ground because I am deathly afraid of bugs. I also didn't want to take it into the port-o-potty because there was just something foul about the idea of taking my clean drinking water into one of those things. I decided to hold it and if I really had to I could use it on the way out of the park. I kept running and all I could think about was finding a bathroom. I seriously considered going in the bushes, but then I thought about how embarrassed I would be if I did that and a snake or something bit me on the butt while I was back there and what I could possibly tell the emergency room personnel that would not make my mortification even worse. After letting my imagination run wild for a few minutes I decided against popping a squat and decided to just keep running.
Around mile 8 I passed this building that I knew was some kind of park center, but that I had never stopped at because I normally drive to that particular park. I decided that I had nothing to lose if I ran over to see if it was open so I did. The doors were locked so I checked the hours posted beside the door. When I saw that there were no Sunday hours listed, I started to turn around and leave but just before I did this guy came up to the door and unlocked it. I asked if I could use their bathroom and I was so excited when he let me in that I didn't even get mad when he called me ma'am! Before I left, I stopped at the water fountain to refill my handheld and after thanking the guy who let me in I was on my way. As I left the building, I couldn't help but smile at my good luck. If that guy had opened the park center a few minutes later, I probably would have been peeing in some bushes.
I finished my loop of the park not long after that and got through the last few miles. I was getting a little sore by then and a lot of the last two miles was uphill so I didn't really enjoy it as much as the earlier miles. I switched back to my audiobook and just told myself to keep running and try to keep my average pace below 15 minutes per mile if I could. I was tired by the time I got home, but my average pace was 14:59 per mile and I made it through the run. I guess there's not much more I can ask for.