An account of an obese woman's weight loss journey.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Running in March in Central Oregon
After that last blog I thought we all could use a good laugh. Last week, one day after work, I decided to go for a run. I put my ear buds in, grabbed my dog and set off. I was running at a good pace, the sun was shining and my body felt good. I was starting to think I should run by myself all the time. No pressure to keep up with anyone. No pressure to make sure you don't look like a wimp. Just out there enjoying nature. After about a mile and a half, I heard, through the music in my ears, a swoosh. I looked up and the big pine trees above me were swaying back and forth. I looked to my left and there was a wall of snow headed straight for us. Within seconds we were covered in snow. I kept running and am sure there were times I was going no where. The wind was blowing so fast and hard. I felt like I was in the middle of a blizzard. My dog looked up at me like what are we doing out here. Don't you know I'm a house dog?!? Once we got near the street I saw my husband pulling up in the car. When I saw him I got mad! Not that he had come to find me, that was very sweet, but that my perfect run was ruined! I told him to take the dog I was finishing my run. His eyes got very big and he said, "Are you sure? Ya know, I wouldn't even run in this?" I said, "I know, but I'm finishing." Sometimes my stubborness doesn't work for me. As he pulled away he rolled down the window of the car and yelled, "You know this is crazy." I smiled and said, "Yes!" The picture you see is what I looked like by the time I got home. I think it took a half an hour for me to feel my face and hands again. That's what I get for thinking I could go outside to run in March in Central Oregon. Ha!