Early Morning Angry Run

You can always run. That’s what I love about it. It doesn’t matter if you’re in a bad mood, if you’re stressed out from work, or if you’re feeling fantastic, you can always lace ‘em up and get out there. If you haven’t figured it out yet I’m a Patriots fan, which means that my weekend ended on a sour note last night.

This morning I woke up early (still not sure how I managed that) and pounded out 5 angry miles. I took out my frustrations on the sidewalks, on the hills and on my legs. It felt good. It’s been a while since I’ve had a good angry run, and the lingering memories of last night’s game combined with the fact that it was Monday morning and I had to go to work all helped me push myself a little harder.

It was a good run. It was good to be out there running in the dark, alone with my thoughts, and I felt much better when I returned home. Of course now I’m here at work and everyone’s a comedian. Everyone has a funny comment about the game that they’ve just been dying to tell me since the final second ticked off the clock, was put back on the clock and then ticked off the clock again. You can only have so many pretend conversations with the dial tone when people come by your office, and they’re usually undeterred anyway. By the time this day is over I might be in for another angry run tonight. Ahhhh, coworkers: You can’t live with ‘em, you can’t strangle ‘em with a phone cord. Right? I’m not allowed to do that am I? Because that might make me feel better than another angry run would.

Running Mad

If you’re like me (and you probably are since you’re wasting your time reading my blog) then nothing feels quite as good after a bad day at the office as an angry run. Pushing yourself to the limit because of the additional duties you’re taking on. Boss belittled you in front of your peers? Get Bent. I’m picking up the pace. Got skipped over for that promotion? Shove it. I’m kicking it up a notch. I’m not running on the trail, I’m running on my backstabbing coworker, I’m running on that entitled client, I’m running on my troubles. Pounding them into the ground with each step, leaving them in my wake, pushing them behind me.

Rough day at the office today? You betcha!