A while back I wrote a post about when an ordinary training run turns into a memorable one. You know there are runs that are just your average 4 miles (10 mile or 20 mile) run (depending on who you are). You run it, and then the following days, weeks or even months there isn't one thing that can set that run a part from any other 4, 10, or 20 mile run you've completed. And then there are those runs in which something happens that you'll never forget. I have quite a few of those that come to mind, my first snowy 22 miler on the trail and my deer encounter at the island.
I only have a few places that I run, so all of my good and bad memories are mostly associate with the same trails. The other day I headed out to my favorite rail trail since the first time after Baylee's "accident". I have to tell you that as soon as I got out of the car I felt a pit in my stomach and my heart felt heavy. I could vividly remember how I felt during that afternoon and how frightened I was. All these emotions came back to me and I wondered if I would ever see this trail as a happy place again? Well, This is the best running trail I have so I needed to just shake it off so to speak and get down to business. I put my music in and off I went.
My only goal was 4 miles. 2 miles up and 2 miles back. I was feeling good. By the time I got to mile 2 my calf was hurting (but that's been nothing new lately), and I felt I sort of needed a potty break. (There is a public restroom at the library near the end of the trail so my goal was to finish the 4 miles and then head right there since I wanted to get a book anyway.)
I think that third mile I was like lightening because I just couldn't take it any longer. I NEEDED to get to the end of the trail ASAP. At the end of mile three I did a walk run and then just a plain old walk. I even thought of going off the trail into the trees. Okay, now I hate to ask businesses to use their restrooms when I know they are probably not public and I am not a customer but this was an emergency. I knew there was a Health Food store off the side of the trail so I was going to cut through the trees and run down to the store. So I did.
Turns out my direction was a little off and the building off to the side was Allergy Partners building. I didn't care, I was going in. My gosh I was just hoping I didn't wet myself as I stood in the lobby. OH no! There was was a sign that they were on vacation!!!!! Okay, so I ran to the next building along the highway, it was a rug outlet. I got to the front door and saw that they didn't open till 9:00 am. Okay so I run to the next place which was finally the Heath Food store, but they weren't open either. This is getting serious now. My only option was to just run back to my car and hope that one of the business in the parking lot where I parked was open. The first one I came too was a Hearing Aid place and she graciously let me use the facilities!
Okay, so why did I tell you all that? Well I think it's Gods why of giving me a laugh. That event certainly didn't erase the memory of what happened with Baylee on the trail, but it definitely kept my focus on something else. Yes, this run became quite a memorable run and I can add it to my collection of ones that I will remember for a long time. And to add to the funniness of it all. I only needed to run or walk a mile back to my car and because I deviated off the trail to find a restroom I ended up going about a half mile out of my way anyway! Oh, and the entire time I was running/walking I kept thinking how fortunate I was that this kind of stuff never happens to me during a real race! Fingers crossed! -M
Tell me I'm not the only one this has ever happened too?