Lady in the Crazy Hat
After only running a couple of times this past week, I had planned for a really good run this weekend. My fave person to run with was away, so I asked a couple of people to run with me in his place. Just in case they changed their minds, I chose the perfect songs and made this incredible play list to keep my company. I was ready for a great run no matter what.
Of course, both people bailed (it was a snowy morning after all). Better, I left my ipod at home. Brilliant. What would I use to keep me plugging along since I was feeling a tad sluggish?
I decided to pick off people and pass them as I ran. At first it was easy. Lots of people were walking dogs. Or really jogging slowly. And then I saw her: The lady in the Crazy Hat. She wore black running pants, a black shirt and a black vest. On her head she wore a black hat with orange spikes that spanned the middle of the back of her head to the front. Like a mohawk. I had seen her take off as I entered the bathroom for my last chance trip to the loo, but she had been out of sight until now, since the path was curvy. Now it straightened out. She was running pretty fast, I thought. I felt certain I wouldn’t be able to pass her. But I set my sights on catching her.
In little increments, I gained on her. We had covered about 3 miles when I found myself within a distance to catch her. I even started to think I might be able to pass her. Then she stopped! So I decided to stride and pass her quickly. I was about 25 yards away, uphill, when she decided to run again. Are you kidding me?
I had to settle into a slower pace to catch my breath.
The distance between us was starting to increase. I had about 3/4 of a mile left in my run, so I decided to try and catch her again. I slowly increased my pace and could tell I was gaining on her. Even though I felt tired, I continued. I could see that the spikes were actually orange and yellow, as I drew closer. Crazy Hat.
15 yards away, and she stopped again!
I flew passed her but felt so short-changed. How disappointing not to be able to pass her on my own! Lady in the Crazy Hat!
Of course, I am grateful for having tried to hard to catch her. I remained focused and unaware of how quickly I was running. I came close to running my race pace!
Crazy, I know. But it ended up being a really fun run.
May your next run be a good one.
Rebecca
Tags: fun run