If your aren't familiar with the song my title references, it's a story song about a teenage couple who marry and as the title (refrain) indicates...just because they're very young...you never can tell.
This song kept playing on a loop in my mind yesterday...you know how often that happens with me.
I had a run scheduled and since the weather predicted storms starting sometime after noon, I didn't want to waste any time getting out there. An early run of course being cooler, another reason to lace up early. Now, I got up, had a pre run snack and logged on to my desktop so that it would be ready to receive my data when I returned. This is the new desktop and I was being reminded that I had not yet burned recovery discs. Ok, husband is still sleeping and my 20 oz. of water and the requisite morning coffee need to be given a bit of time to do what they do.
I burned the recovery discs and had more coffee, sparked a bit and gathered all my gear to be ready.
Now sometime last week, I got myself a huge blister on the heel of my left foot. I had been wearing no show socks on a walk and must of gotten some sand in there...never felt it though until I got home and removed my shoes and socks. It amazingly, had not created problems for my walks and runs since I had good cover and with the right socks some additional cushioning, but now, the skin over the blister was gone and the new skin now exposed is fairly tender. This might not be good.
And just to make things more interesting, I was raking weeds in the shallows the day before and dumb dumb dumb, I actually stepped on my rake....I was using a thatching rake and it cut right into the great toe of my left foot. Sheesh!
Walking back and forth to check my disc project process, I discovered a small stone in my left shoe...nice...glad this showed up here. Since I needed to remove the shoe anyway, I grabbed another bandaid and covered that heel.
About the time my recovery discs were done, I felt the need to use the facilities. Good...perfect timing so I'll be set for my run without issues.
Sorry, this falls into the category of TMI...but I must have really been full of it. I needed to make 3 trips to the necessary room...Ugh....this may not be a great run! This is totally out of character for my GI tract.
Finally, I get out for my run. It's nice and cool. During my warm up walk, my gut feels a little twitchy. There can't be anything left in there!
When I start to run, things are starting to feel a bit better. As a matter of fact it seems like a charmed run with my breathing and pace just naturally finding the sweet spot. My heel feels good. The great toe isn't bad either. And the gut....well that seems to be settling down too.
And at about 1/2 mile, I glance down and see a nickel...woo hoo! I NEVER find money on my runs. Maybe this won't be a bad run after all!
As you can imagine, the entire run was charmed. I don't know why this run turned out to be so lovely. There certainly were plenty of possible alternative scenarios. But it turned out to be a great run.
"C'est la vie" say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell