Demons, psychopaths and werewolves …

Libs and I are early risers. I woke up at 4:30 this morning and needed to do a few things before I went on my run. Libs woke up about 30 minutes later and asked me if I had already gone running. I told her no that it was too early but that I would head out now that she was up. She said she thought I had already left because she heard a noise outside. She said that it sounded like someone was walking around in the flowers in front of the house and then she heard a tapping on the window. She said that she thought it was me or the wind. I don’t normally run around in our flowers so I got a giggle out of that one. But what concerned me was that THERE WAS NO WIND. I immediately looked outside and saw nothing. I was completely weirded out about going on my run at this point but I left anyway. Maybe it’s because Halloween is just around the corner, but I was utterly convinced that I was going to experience something unpleasant.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t see a demon, a psychopath or a werewolf!!!


A blustery day …

It was absolutely gorgeous here this morning. Sunny and clear. The weather crisp. It was PERFECT. I was really looking forward to my morning run.

And then … WIND.

This is not just a little wind. It is THUNDEROUS wind. It seems to have come out of nowhere and doesn’t appear to be passing any time soon. HOLY MOLY!

Well, I hope you all have a BLUSTERY DAY!!!

Predicting Mother Nature …

I always watch our weather diligently. We go a lot of different places and wear a lot of different hats around here so I need to know what’s coming at us. And since I basically spend my days trying to avoid being cold, it works for me. HA! Basically I plan our days around weather patterns. Which is pretty funny because we live in Southern California where we usually only get varying degrees of WARM. Every once in a while we get some off-the-wall weather for us. Like winter weather actually IN WINTER. Whoda thunk?!?! It’s happening right now too and it has me checking my weather app more. Which has proved to be absolutely confusing. I never realized just how much our weather patterns change.

Rain, wind, cold.

No, now it’s cold, sun and rain.

No wait, now it’s just going to be sunny and cold.

It changes so much that I’ve just been keeping an array of different cloths and accessories in my car and by our front door. We leave the house “layered” and remove clothing as needed. I think I’ve got a handle on it now. But wait … let me check my weather app again. Darn.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t try to predict Mother Nature!!!

Born free …

Running in the wind is hard. Running in the wind and heat is even harder. But there is something primal about it. It’s got to be the closest feeling I’ll ever have that mimics an animal running in the wild. I might look more like a chihuahua running across a gated dog park. But I sure feel like a cheetah running top speed in the African grasslands!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel BORN FREE!!!

Something strange (in my tree) …

So, it was super windy here today. And guess who found a tent in their tree after brunch this afternoon? You guessed it. That would be me. A tent. In my tree. I gotta say that this is a first. And is it me, or is this very Dr. Seuss ish? Regardless, this one is going to have me laughing for a long long time.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you see something strange!!!

Blown away …

The wind is back and it seems like all of Southern California is on fire. It’s horrible. I know we have been in a drought but these fires are absolutely shocking! And for the record, I will never stop being startled by the thunderous sound of wind. Holy moly!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t blown away!!!

That hot, hilly, and windy 20-miler was so much fun (said no runner ever) …

Today I ran my 20-miler. I have been physically and mentally preparing for it all week. This is a big one. Huge. I couldn’t wait to get it under my (fuel) belt. And then I woke up.

I woke up to the sound of wind. As I started to get ready I realized the wind wasn’t letting up, so I checked the weather report. High wind advisory. SWELL. I already knew I would be racing against time to avoid the heat, which wouldn’t be an easy battle because I mapped out 10 miles of hills for myself. Wind was not going to make anything easier. Not. At. All. But I laced up and got out there anyway. Somehow I survived and lived to write about it. Here’s how it all went down:

Mile 1: The wind appears to have died down. Run woman run!

Miles 2: I was wrong … the wind did not die down.

Mile 3: Suspicious stranger sighting. I’m glad I have my pepper spray but with all the wind I figure using it could backfire. I determine I can out run him. My paranoia subsides.

Mile 4: My left hamstring woke up and is pissed we aren’t still in bed. I also come to the realization that everyone in my neighborhood is still asleep. I am overwhelmed with jealousy.

Mile 5: 10,000 steps. Whatever Fitbit, whatever.

Mile 6: Gusts. I hate them and all the debris that comes with them. Ouch.

Mile 7: I wonder why I didn’t register for the Donate Life 5k that is this weekend. It’s practically in my backyard. Then I realize I would have had to run it over 6 times to get all my miles in. I calculate 6 race entry fees. I am happy I can still do simple math. This skill will be dead to me soon.

Mile 8: Cyclists pass me. I notice all their butts. I conclude that my butt is too big to fit on a bike seat.

Mile 9: The downhill. This is just mind trickery to build my confidence … the REAL hills are coming.

Mile 10: I’m at the gates of Hell. Let the hill repeats begin.

Mile 11: Branches are falling from the trees. Sure let’s make this a terrifying obstacle course too. Because I obviously need THAT in my life.

Mile 12: Blood, sweat and gagging. I REALLY hate hills. Oh and MORE WIND.

Mile 13: If wind was a person I would call it a bad name … and punch it in the throat.

Mile 14: I’m pretty sure everything is chapped.

Mile 15: What fresh hell is this?

Mile 16: Pulling out the big guns. Electrolytes with extra caffeine. This will either get me to the end of this run or give me a heart attack. At this point I see it going either way. 

Mile 17: A brief encounter with feeling TOTALLY BITCHEN. In your face haters. I GOT THIS.

Mile 18: BITCHEN feeling gone. I start my run home. I remember that it’s uphill. I am running into the sun and have a constant headwind. I cry a little and question my sanity.

Mile 19: My ability to do simple math is gone. Everything hurts. I am pretty sure running is very bad for you.

Mile 20: DONE. Elated and thankful. It is over. I did it. And I am pretty sure that once the feeling of wanting to throw-up leaves my body I will want to eat my weight in donuts.

The 20 miler. Even under the best of circumstances I have never found this distance easy. Today was unbelievably hard. It beat my tush. But I have learned over the years that if I try hard enough I can find humor in even the most difficult runs. I gotta say, I like that about myself.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you laugh yourself through some tough times!!!