I ran 11 miles on the Hurricane Rim Trail today. It wasn't quite as windy or muddy as the last time I went. Thank goodness. I just wasn't feeling it though. I couldn't get into it. I finished with an average of 11:40 per mile. Bleh. One possible factor could have been the loco hills. Total ascent was 2,128 feet. The hills are steep so your legs get worn out on the way up and then get brutally beat up on the way down. Here is the elevation from today's run:
I was a little discouraged that it went so crappy. Fortunately by going slow, I had lots of time to think things through. I thought about how MOST training runs aren't really anything spectacular. They are mundane. Only rarely do you get a run where you 1) get to run in daylight sans flashlight, 2) have temperature warm enough that you don't see your breath, 3) have minimal wind (very rare), 4) have cool scenery, and 5) actually feel pretty good. Then I reminded myself that I should just be thankful that I can run. I work with lots of people who can't even walk to the car without being in pain.
While I was running I thought of a quote by a wise man I met many years ago named Gordon B. Hinckley who said:
"Most putts don't drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be just people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration. Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. Life is like an old-time rail journey - delays, side-tracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride."
My focus after today is to work on enjoying the ride.