I just felt like runnin...

The race is a mile long...so why is it taking me all day?

Friday, January 27, 2006

Finding the 5 in blind daylight.

Oh, back tracking on this log blog is so fun! Do you hear the sarcasm in my words? Trust me- it's there.

Anyway...This day was Friday. The training program says I need to run 5 miles.

Okay. Uhmm...so where is that exactly?

I figured Second gate is a good place to start. I can always add to it. I just had one big problem. My eyes.

I went to the eye doctor that day just for a regular check up exam. The good news is that I have 20/20 + vision. The bad news is that I had to go through getting a horrible headache and blurred vision to find out.

During the exam the doc used some drops to dilate my eyes. Those drops stung!
Instantly I started getting a headache. In a few minutes, I was unable to focus on anything close to me. I felt drunk. It was even difficult to listen to what the doctor was telling me since I couldn't see his face very well. I suppose I am accustom to looking at someone when they are talking to me.

Perhaps I wouldn't make a good soap opera star.

Anyway. I left the eye doc feeling very tired. My eyes stung and felt dry, but everytime I blinked (which I had strong urges to do) it felt so good that it took all my strength to open them again. Not good when you are driving.

I got home and crashed in bed for a while. I really wanted to run...but couldn't imagine doing it.

After a while, I got up and dressed in my running clothes. My will was strong. I wasn't going to let my body talk me out of it.

However, one step outside and I seriously doubted if I could do it. The sun was bright and flashed in my eyes light strobe lights. It was a strange feeling. I tried to focus on the pavement, but I couldn't even make out the shape of the rocks around my feet.
This forced me to look up and out into the distance. Distance was easier to see.

I ran the Otter Trail loop, 2nd gate and then back around the Otter Trail loop again. That's gotta be close to 5 miles.

Overall- it was a strange run. One that left me feeling venerable and woosie. Kinda like the feeling you have when you've just been to the dentist who shot your mouth with novicane. The whole world must see it, right?

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