Yesterday after work, I planned on doing a practice 5K followed by 20 minutes of jogging on the track at the stadium next to the college. Actually, I had been thinking about it all day and felt like I was ready for a good result.
I waited until 4:30 before going to the track so that I could start my run at about 5:00 as the sun was disappearing behind the stadium. The last couple of weeks the gym and track has been empty during the women’s hours so I have come to think of this place as my personal gym. (I am the only one who uses the facilities on a regular basis.)
However, the first thing I noticed when I arrived was a group of young boys hanging out near the track. What are they doing here? They are not allowed to enter the track or gym between 4 and 6. Before I had a chance to inform them of this rule I was approached by an older gentleman who told me to leave. Well, I protested but he claimed that his soccer team had reserved the stadium for practice. I insisted that the stadium is reserved for women at this time. He suggested that I use the gym. What could I do? There was no chance I could win this battle against 20 teenage boys and their coach. I had no choice but to use the gym.
Running on a treadmill is not a real practice run. I rarely use a treadmill and do not enjoy using one. It is so boring and it seems like it will never end. I considered taking a rest day but I needed some exercise to calm down after my argument with the soccer coach. By the time I figured out where to plug the machine in I was no longer interested in doing a practice 5K and decided to try a long run instead. This idea did not pan out and after 6K in 45 minutes I called it a day and headed home still angry about the teenage soccer practice.