Training Frustration

Last night (Sunday 8/19) I didn't run...I succumbed to a moment of weakness and had wine and cheese spread and crackers. Remember I mentioned that I run because I eat. =)

Tonight I couldn't run even though I wanted to because it has been raining since this afternoon and it's expected to continue past midnight. The weather map online is one big green blob. So I reacted by having wine and cheese spread and crackers.

I think the universe is having a cosmic joke at my expense. I am now a little worried about the 5K on Saturday (5 days away! eep!). At least I talked to Steve and Cathy on Saturday and Cathy says that if I'm running 12 minutes at a time at a 15-minute mile pace that I should be fine for the race. I'll be faster because of the adrenaline, and I'll push myself to reach the finish line instead of walking the final 500 meters. She's run marathons, so I'm sure she knows what she's talking about, and she didn't seem to think I was crazy for taking basically 3 1/2 weeks to train for my first-ever 5K. I trust her...I just don't totally trust my body.

I hate weather. I hate not being able to control things...the kids, my impulses to procrastinate instead of run/clean house/do laundry...I feel like I have enough trouble keeping on top of what I have to do without juggling everyone else. Running and my job are the only things I sort of feel like I have mastery of right now...everything else seems to be testing the speed limits of entropy. =)

Maybe it's just because it's Monday...and I've read you're supposed to taper before a race, anyway. I don't think this is quite what they mean.

I'll be doing a "no-rain dance" hoping that at least a couple times I can get out and run this week...just so my body remembers what its comfortable pace feels like.

I want to move to Arizona where it doesn't snow and never rains. Oh well.