So, I’ll admit it, I’m not cranky very often but when I get cranky I’m no fun. On Tuesday, I was cranky. I was sore and I really just didn’t want to do hills. At all. Now, I don’t take my crankiness out on others but I was a bundle of cranky and definitely wasn’t my perky, bouncy self.
That being said, I knew I wasn’t going to bail on hills. I gathered myself up, grabbed my new Recharge with Milk buff (OMG it’s SO cute and versatile!!) and headed to the hill. Getting out of my car, I fell in a snow bank. Completely wiped out. Cut my hand, cut my leg, bruised my knee – and it make me crankier. After I hauled myself out of the snow bank, and wiped off my leg and hand, I headed to the hill. Immediately I warned people – I’m cranky – but Devin was having NONE of it. “Can’t be cranky here! Look at the hill – aren’t you PUMPED?!” He said to us with a grin. After a little warm-up, and a “Let’s go!” we headed up and down the hill.
As I ran, I noticed something, I was less cranky. The more I pushed, the less cranky I became. So I ran, sometimes walked, sometimes just pushed REALLY hard to try and make my legs run, and it happened – all of a sudden I was less cranky. All of a sudden I was running with different people and cheering others on. One of the good things about being a slow-poke, is that you run with some people and then when they pass you, you find new people to run with. I basically cycled through the group and got to chat with the majority of the team. And, all of a sudden, I realized we’d been going for 10 minutes and I couldn’t remember why I was cranky to begin with! So we pushed, we pushed HARD, and did 30-seconds on, 30-seconds off, sprints for 18 minutes.
And by the end of the run, I was my usually perky, grinning, foolish self.
So much for my cranky corner!