Cranky 5k; Song #3 Road Test

No, Crabby McSlacker did not hold a race. I, myself, was actually cranky. I usually like to be Johnny Upbeat and whatnot on this here blog, but the honest-to-jeebness truth is that I was just cranky today during my run.

My fuel sucked—I fell off the low-carb thing for the last couple days and was chock full of pizza; my sleep has been jacked up; and my left leg—from my knee, through my lower leg and down to my foot—just didn't feel like cooperating today. Grrrrrrrr.

Yeah, I'm sure the issue with the left leg starts in my hip, but there was nothing I could do about it once I was running. It was one of those days when you know your foot—for whatever reason it has—just isn't landing right, pronating right, and springing off right.

Lazy good for nothing left-foot bastard.

I'm sure there's some physiological explanation for why this happens from time to time and whatnot. I don't know it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I mean, I don't understand how microwave ovens work, or iPhones, or even the derailer on a 10-speed bike, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. And, just like I can't explain how the differential on a car works, I can't explain why my left foot just doesn't cooperate sometimes. But both the differential and the periodic flapping foot exist.

DISCLAIMER: I promise you, with all my heart, that this isn't a product pitch. Okay? I am not pulling a ShamWow on you. There is no Vince in what I'm about to say. It's a Vince-less statement. Promise.

Anyway, like I said, I was cranky. Still am cranky, honestly. BUT, the ONLY thing that got me out there to run was the knowledge that I was going to run to the new metal song we're working on.

I'm extremely excited about it, and it really helped me get through this run I didn't feel like getting through today. Even when my left knee started feeling wanky at the 2 mile mark—and I had the "am I injured? or does it just hurt?" conversation—I kept on running beat-for-beat and got in my 5k.

So, on the bright side, I really enjoyed running to it, and it really helped. I have just a few more things to tweak on it, then I'll be going into final production at the 10 different speeds (140, 145, 150, 155, 160, 165, 170, 175, 180, 185). Some of the faster chugga-chugga-chugga metal parts are going to be tough to play at the higher BPMs, but I'm looking forward to channeling my inner rock god to do it.

Total Weight: I don't even know today. Ask me on Sunday.