No, I’m not going to give you tips on how to eat Oreos while running. Oreos – plural, because who can only eat one Oreo?!?! (stupids, that’s who.) (I do think I’d forgo the “twisting of the top off” method and just put it directly into my mouth. Seems more practical that way.)
Did you know that yesterday was Oreo’s 100th birthday?? (learn something new at LL everyday. It might not be relevant, but it’s something! AND, it’s new! So there’s that.)
So in honor of this delicious trans-fatty cookie, I decided to create a run and name it “The Oreo Run”.
(yeah, that’s the reason…not because I was too tired to run 13 miles and instead, changed the run into speed work.)
You see, I was SUPPOSED to run 13 miles this past weekend. Actually, that’s not even true – with Hal Higdon’s plan, you only get up to 12 miles, but I’m an overachiever and a bit of a rebel. So 13 miles was on Mr. Board.
I woke up Sunday. I did all of my pre-run rituals. Potty, coffee, food (Ezekial toast with almond butter, chia, and agave – every.single.time), brush teeth, potty. Put on my Garmin, laced up the Pearl Izumi’s and headed out with my Spi-Belt, full of Jelly Belly Sports Beans. Sounds like a lot, but it was all done in 30 minutes and before 7AM.
800 meters in: NOT feeling it.
1 mile in: NOT feeling it.
2 miles in: NOPE. Running SUCKS!
2 1/2 miles: Enough already! I decide to head to our local high school track. 13 miles quickly changed to “I don’t know what I’m doing, but let’s just do what feels good”.
3 miles: Decide what “feels good” is SPEED!! And thus, the Oreo Run was born.
Two crunchy, chocolate layers of steady-state mileage, sandwiching a middle of creamy, Crisco-ey sprints. (just go with it.)
I won’t lie. The entire time I was doing these sprints, I questioned my decision. Would I be able to run the 3 miles home?? Would my legs hold up?
But man, it felt good. I love speed work. I think because I know that there is an end in sight. And the faster you run, the faster the end will come.
Which makes me question my love for long distance as well.
How can you love both?
I’m not sure, but I do.
When running sucks, you can give up. You totally have that choice. You can turn around or turn off the treadmill. You can say it’s just not for you. That you’ll never be a runner.
You can keep going. Adapt and change as needed. Continue to push forward and see what your body can do. Turn a 13 miler into an 8 mile-Oreo Run.
Or maybe, maybe it’s just your attitude.
QUESTION: Why do you like/dislike running? What’s your all-time favorite cookie? ME – Boiled On-Top-Of-Stove cookies!! Can totally eat the entire pot!