Sock it to me

Workout: 3.49-mile run

When you dream about your efforts to unearth your running socks from the laundry basket, it might be time for you to actually get out there and run.

I hadn't run since Monday, and I was definitely ready to get out there today. Just ask Mark - I've been a royal not-nice lady since Thursday. Thank goodness I always have hormones to blame.

My goal was 3.0 miles for my ::cough, cough:: 30th birthday today. Knowing that Mark hasn't been on the "distance" bandwagon and knowing that I wanted to run my favorite section of the Greenway (a 3.5-mile trip), we decided to go with a run/walk - running a half-mile and recovering for a tenth of a mile. My ego wasn't a big fan of this idea but I have to say that it did feel quite nice to get an active "breather" during the run and helped me to feel stronger during the running portion.

Of course, I would have been unstoppable (ha!) had the wind not been blowing like it was going out of style. I swear that no matter what direction we ran, the wind was right in our face. I even wrote a song about it: I hate the wind. Yes, I do. I hate the wind. Yeah-eah. The worst part about the wind, though, wasn't the feeling of running in place. Oh, no. It was that the run was otherwise such a beautiful one - full sun, mild-ish temps (40 degrees) and signs of spring all along the riverbank.

I will say that the wind did die down the last half-mile or so and I returned home sufficiently sweaty ... and happy, rejuvenated and more like myself than I have for days.

Do you get cranky if you have had a slight running hiatus?