week 5 day 2

i put it off long enough (the last time i ran was saturday), so i knew that i *had* to get up this morning. in preparation, i went to bed a little earlier. but, between you and me, i’m tired from aunt flo’s pending arrival and the only reason i didn’t go to bed at 8 is that my delivered dinner hadn’t arrived yet.

so, recalling saturday’s run, i knew i needed to make it from the duck house* to the chicken house* and then i could walk. as i neared walter street (where the chicken house is), i thought, “i’m probably misremembering.” and when i ended up on dennett, still running, i glanced at the app. all i could see was that the clock was red, which means it’s nearing the end. finally, she says i can start walking. by now, i’m wondering if my strides are just so much better that i got so much farther than before and i need to figure out a new route, otherwise i wouldn’t have an opportune place to turn around at the halfway. after a short time walking, the app beeps and tells me that i’m halfway.

this makes no sense to me since the increments on saturday were 5/3/5/3/5. i took off the new iphone-holding armband and read the description of today’s run. 8/5/8. eight minutes running! i said aloud, “jerk! you tricked me.” then i felt a little pride for running 8 minutes straight without a) checking the time, or b) wanting to stop.

the last 8-minute run was as fine as the first until i was nearing the corner with the baby, where the app usually tells me that there’s “ONE MINUTE LEFT”, a warning that came a half a block later than usual.

i walked back home during the cool down and heard this really weird noise from the creek. like someone was controlling a barn fan and turning it on and off in 2-3 second increments. i could hear the normal frogs croaking in their weird pattern, but had never heard this other noise before.

i got to the bridge and saw the biggest frog i’ve seen in a long time. i could only assume it was him asserting his presence. i took a picture which probably won’t do him justice.

i said, “thank you.” and he went, “brrrrrrp.” i think he was saying, “you’re welcome.”

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