One of Those Days

Tuesday was one of those days.

From the start, running felt disjointed, awkward, and otherwise off.  These were amplified by the ever-growing dehydration due to heat and humidity approaching that of a well-maintained sauna.

We all felt it.  Everyone that cared to comment indicated that he or she was having roughly the same experience, which was, needless to say, not exceptionally pleasant.

The truly disturbing part of it all?

That quite a few of us came to the same conclusion that this was exactly what we needed.

Motivational Misery.  Got to love it.

 

 

The Last Annual Vol State Road Race

This coming Thursday, a group of hearty souls will embark upon the Last Annual Vol State Road Race, which is a 500k run, primarily through Tennessee, but at least touching four other states, including Missouri, Kentucky, Alabama, and Georgia.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at least a little jealous of these runners.  The experience they are about to have will undoubtedly be an unforgettable one, and the mere thought of it sends me into a reminiscent state.  As much as I hate to admit it, guys like DeWayne and Prof. Lake were right; the road gets into your blood.  Once you've experienced something like it, there will always be something of an allure, a call from the endless ribbon of road. 

As much as I wish (in a very strange and masochistic sort of way) that I was out there, suffering along with them, I eagerly await the daily updates from a couple of email lists, and I've even heard that, somewhat contrary to the original spirit of the race, there is a page on thefacebook dedicated to the run.

All that said, I suppose the silver lining to missing it this year is that I can always run the Last Annual Vol State Road Race next year...