Thursday, April 21, 2011

Night Running - Through Pot Smoke

Luckily, this week is a stepback week for me – because I’ve had a series of unfortunate events that would make the movie “The Hangover” seem like a series of well thought plans. Or, maybe I just had crappy runs on Tuesday and Wednesday and I have a flair for the dramatic.

It all started on Tuesday morning. I got ready to run and gave myself the standard 5 minute intermission to see if I needed to goto my happy place “use the facilities” before I ran. No rumble from down under was felt, so I proceeded to lace up and head out on my 7 mile tempo run. For those of you new to the blog** know that I like to do my tempo runs hard and fast***. Probably too fast, actually. Either way, the effort level would be such that if I did have to go to the bathroom, I wouldn’t be able to hold it in anymore than Charlie Sheen can hold in his incoherent ramblings. Imagine my surprise just as I was starting to get ready for my first tempo mile when I felt a VERY sudden gurgle. I immediately powered down the engines and walked back home - very slowly - and then immediately showered in bleach. The run would have to completed that night.

1.68 miles, 11:09 pace (7:51 first mile, 16:00 second mile)

When I run in the morning through my neighborhood, I’m used to running through a few normal, everyday smells. You have the house that always seems to be doing laundry, the Taco Bell that makes me gag because it always smells like a mixture of bean burrito and ass eggs, and the smell of sweet sweet car exhaust. Running last night however? Pot Smoke You see, someone at sometime (stoned college kids) decided that 4:20 would be a good time to smoke pot, which then translated into April 20th (4/20) being pot smoker day all day long. Lovely. Little did I know that on my run, after a huge dinner of spaghetti, I would be running through my own suburban Jamaica. While Snoop Dog would not approve and I am pretty sure that Bob Marley would have tried to trip me, I just about left a little spaghetti surprise on the sidewalk for my presumably glaucoma suffering neighbors. Not a tempo run, but a decent steady state run.

5 miles, 7:35 pace

With Tuesday only a pot cloud of a memory, today (Wednesday) I was positive that I was going to be able to power through only having ran 7 hours before. The first miles were ROUGH, a lot rougher than they should have been. I stopped no fewer than 4 times during (stoplight, untied shoe, wait for bowels to un-liquefy, another stoplight) but I got them done. Goal was a 7 mile marathon pace run, and I managed 6 miles at 7:18 pace. After Tuesday’s debacle, I’ll take it.

**And are just skimming this to see if you won the book in the previous post (Check back tomorrow)
***I know, I know, that is what she said :)

19 comments:

BabyWeightMyFatAss said...

I had to write the date on a bunch of papers yesterday and yesterday was the only day where I didn't have to remember actually what day it was, thanks to all the college kids on Texts from Last Night. 4.20 was in my head all.day.long.

Alanna said...

What I wouldn't give to only run through pot smoke on one day a year. Oh well, I guess that's what comes with living in the marijuana capital of Canada... I have friends who've taken to yelling "Pawt!" every time we smell it on a run.

Nobel4Lit said...

Hey, 4/20 was actually my birthday. Never smoked pot, never had to wash myself in bleach after a run, either!

XLMIC said...

This cracked me up! I am not meaning to be getting a giggle at your expense :P I am sorry your tempo was fraught with so many obstacles…hope your next run is fresh, fast and clean :)

giraffy said...

Ha. I almost puked on my run today, because of what my 12 yr old called a "mosh pit of funk" smell in our gym.

4/20 is overrated. And, also, dumb.

Gracie (Complicated Day) said...

There is a gazebo in the park in which everyone smokes pot. It caught on fire yesterday. Go figure.

Alma said...

Ha! That's every track workout for me. I run at the high school and there are kids who smoke out before school. I run through a cloud as they hide at the track to smoke out...

Adrienne said...

I'm going to go with you have a flair for the dramatic :0

I always get nervous when I see these *** in your posts.

I'd take pot smoke over taco bell smell anyday.

Running Through Phoenix said...

Please shower in bleach again.

Emily said...

there's this peninsula in DC that is AWESOME to run and ride on but it's also definitely a drug user's paradise. I've gotten more than one whiff of the wacky tobaccy when working out.

And the hangover? watched it last night for the first time in like a year. i forgot how absolutely hilarious it was. thanks for starting my morning out with a giggle.

Kate said...

I'm newly grateful for my neighborhood full of senior citizens (with, presumably, no significant medical conditions).

Chanda M. DeFoor said...

Did you crave more spaghetti when you got home? (Munchies from your contact high)

SupermomE12 said...

Sorry about the rough runs. Sheesh! I grew up in NY and you almost noticed it more when it DIDN'T smell like pot smoke. :)

Tara said...

Ahhh, yes, 4/20, the pot smoking day. I could see the smoke forming a huge cloud over Boulder all the way from Denver.
Sorry you had to run through it.

Luke said...

When I run through the urban area of my small town I am routinely passed by cars smoking weed with the windows open, I know that gagging feeling!

Glenn Jones said...

You are aware that the real story behind 4.20 is that that wasbthe time that thebkids behind the movement in Northern California would meet upnto smoke the weed. Honest!

C2Iowa said...

Sounds a little rough. Your times are usually smokin - even slightly under the weather - you still were. The question is did you inhale?????

Psyche said...

No day is too busy to stop and read a post entitled, "Night Running Through Pot Smoke"! Thanks for the laugh! ..Now, if you don't mind, I must return to surfing the internet while drinking my "Smells Like Weed" IPA.

Jeri said...

too funny. I noticed the same thing last wednesday on my run. ahhh 4/20. crazy whipper snappers!