Ok so this might go back to the whole I’m-a-hypochondriac thing but I’m sure I have a touch of OCD. In fact, I’d wager that a lot of runners do to. Let me elaborate:
I loathe when my run ends on a non .5 or whole mile. I’ve actually gotten better about accepting .1 or .4 or any other decimal but honestly, it still bothers me. And I can’t stand going beyond the tenths place. So I try to get whole miles in, or at least round to the half mile.
I also despite not ending on a whole minute. Again, I can do the whole 30 second thing, and if I’m short on time I can live with :39 or something. But if I go 46:01, you KNOW I want to make that an even 47 mins (or even 48 for the next reason I am OCD)
I am obsessed with the number 4. It is my lucky number, so much so that it is tattooed on me. No joke. So I like multiples of 4, with 8 and 12 miles being my favorite distances to do (provided I have the time to complete ’em). This transcends beyond running and when I eat food, I’ll pop 4 goldfish (or whatever) into my mouth at a time and when I cut a banana up for my cereal only 16 slices are cut and the rest of the banana, depending on how big it is, just gets eaten alone.
Ok so I don’t think I need to give further examples of how and why I’m weird. But I bet anyone reading this has quirky habits. So I don’t feel bad about mine 🙂
I do, however, want to share something else quirky. So you’ve just read how even number orientated I am. But when I set my alarm clock, it’s always a minute before I want to get up. Ex) I set my alarm for 8:29 today because I wanted to get up at 8:30. The alarm gets set for 5:59 when 6am is the plan. I guess I’m a contradiction haha. But its not just me because my running partner says that she does the same thing. So anyone else?
Anyway, onto my actual running. I did 6 at 6 (well I guess 5:59 technically haha) yesterday and it was slow. I call it the “6am Shuffle” because no matter what, my body and mind just don’t seem to be into it. It’s borderline painfully slow. But I believe that those runs build character so I continue to do ’em. And since they’re only one day a week, they prolly will continue to be super turtle speed because I’m not going to get used to them like I did when I was still in school.
Today I hit the gym up for another lifting session. I did maybe 45 minutes of lifting then decided to reward myself with a 6.7 mile run after (but the .7 is ok because the time ended on an even minute heh). And man, what a difference running at 11 is over 6. Both time slots have their pros and cons as I’ve blogged about before but I ❤ me my late morning runs. I felt fantastic! I’m surprised that I was able to run as well as I did today because of the lifting beforehand but there really wasn’t that much of a noticable effect. Or maybe I need to get over my dread of lifting (yes I know how good it is for me , which is why I do it) and actually *really* push myself heh.