Do you ever have one of those runs where it just doesn’t matter what you do, you feel like you can go one step further? You suck? You will never be a real runner?
Tonight was one of those runs. It wasn’t too hot out, but it was really muggy and that just exhausts me. It gets under my skin and I hate it.
I started off my run a little pissy because my RunKeeper app was being moronic. I mean really, aside from the Flash, who runs 688 miles per hour? Well, according to my RunKeeper THIS girl does! To which I let out a mighty snort and a “HAH!”
So, it was a less than stellar run. I walked nearly as much as I ran.
I was heading down a short hill and was focused on the hill that I would soon have to go up. I knew I could never make it up that hill. It was just one of those runs, ya know. That hill was bound to defeat me. As I was nearing the uphill part, a car pulled into the driveway of one of the homes. Out of the car stepped a woman and she waved at me and began clapping and hollered, “You can do it?” I gave her a big smile and a thumbs up, and stupidly enough, about started to cry. But I ran up the hill. It was an unexpected pick me up right when I needed it.
Encouragement from a random stranger.
I spent the rest of my run wonder about the random stranger and what it was that had happened in her life that made her be so encouraging. It was a nice distraction and made the rest of my run not as horrible as the first part of my run.
At least it was a nice sunset, even though it was a bit muggy.