The long run that really shouldn’t be called a long run because really


I wrote most of this post last night and woke up this morning to hear the shocking news of the mass shooting in Las Vegas.  My thoughts and prayers are with the victims and the families of those who were killed or injured in this horrific and senseless tragedy. 

Well just like that it’s October.  Already.  Seriously, does it seem like the year is just flying by?  Maybe it’s just me but some years seem shorter or longer than others and this year is just flying by, flying.

Anyways, let’s get right to it shall we?  I ran 17 miles last week.

YAS

I know.  I have to say that I was pretty happy with it considering I haven’t really racked up any real miles in what seems like forever.  Plus, I’ve got that nasty situation with the nerves in my hand which make it almost impossible to do anything without pain so seventeen miles is golden to me.

I will admit though that on Saturday I cut my run short to dig through a neighbors garbage.

Don’t judge.

im judging you

They happened to be throwing away a perfectly good plastic tool box exactly like one I already own which houses some of my crafting supplies and it’s overflowing and I know I paid 30 bucks for that thing and if I can get one for free, well, I’m going for it. So I may have ended my run a tad bit shy of 3 miles and dug through the garbage hoping it wasn’t busted in some hidden area that I couldn’t see, and, it wasn’t!

so excited

I dropped the toolbox off and then finished the run so it’s a win win!  The next day I decided that since I had cut my run short the previous day I would try for a long run on Sunday.  Not a really long run mind you since I haven’t put in any serious mileage since my hips have been recovering and my hands been nervy but just more than 3 miles.

I made it to three and a half.  Good Lord, when did three and a half miles become a long run for me?  It was the breathing thing again.  Can you feel my frustration?  Yes?  Well, ignore it because I’m channeling my determination now.

Good God

I’m determined to get to the bottom of it and I will.  I suspect it has something to do with my spine and I’m going to add in some yoga this week and visit the Physical Therapist to see if that helps.  Couldn’t hurt, right?

MacGyver and I worked in the yard for most of the weekend in Clearwater, taking out some more trees and limbs, of course.  I also managed to find time to decorate for fall so I thought it would be fun to show you.

I made this wreath.

Fall Wreath

I had a few leftover flowers so I put them in this jar,

fall jar

And these are the decorations around my front door

fall

fall

Fall

I even pulled out one of our favorite fall blankets which Hank promptly claimed.

It’s obviously one of our favorite times of the year.  I just wish it was a little cooler but you can’t have everything. What you can have is Oktoberfest and this year Tampa Bay Downs is having a, wait for it….

Weiner Derby

Did you see it?  It’s the Wiener Dog Derby!  Hells yeah!  Hank is in training people.  I may not be a race contender but my dog is.

How many times have you had to come back to running after an injury?

Older runners, do you find running is harder after injuries as you get older?

2 thoughts on “The long run that really shouldn’t be called a long run because really

  1. I’m only coming back from an injury once and I’m still trying. And now I’m old so it’s even slower 🙂

    Weiner dog races have become a thing. Coworker did one(well his dog) 2 years ago(Oct too) , employee here did one and there’s one in Austin.

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