Sunday, February 12, 2012

What is that smell???

Today was my longest and coldest run so far.  The weather report said that with the 15 mph winds, it was 28 degrees outside.  Brrrrr.  I ran the Kiln Creek loop twice, which I believe is about 10 miles.  It was miserable in the cold, but I knew I wouldn't have time to run for that long at any other point this week.  So I pushed through and just kept running, even though it felt like my face might freeze and fall off.

While cars passed by me, I noticed that a lot of people were staring.  And I mean obviously staring.  Like the driver was watching me intently instead of the road.  It creeped me out.  I'm not sure of the reason for the stares, but I can only assume that either:

A.) They were impressed that I was running on this cold, windy day.
B.) They thought I was an idiot for running on this cold, windy day.
C.) I'm the most awkward runner ever and they couldn't look away.

Let's hope for A or B.

After my run, I got back in my car to head home, where I was greeted by a familiar but rather obnoxious odor.  "What is that smell?!" I thought to myself.  It took a minute to realize...it was me!  And I knew why the smell was familiar.  The scent reminded me of when my dad would come home from a long day out in the cold at work, or after shoveling snow, or running in the rain.  It was gross, but comforting at the same time.  I know.  Very weird.  But even more weird was my reaction.  I started to cry because I realized I missed my dad.  I'll tell you, running has turned me into an emotional basket case.  I called him immediately to relay the funny story and share a laugh.  In all honesty though, I wish he lived close enough that we could go for runs together.  Running has always been a big part of his life, and I'm glad that we can share that now.

Ok, enough reminiscing for one post.  I seriously need to shower...