My favorite new word, from the Oxford English Dictionary
“word of the day” on Twitter. Mulligrubs – A state of depression; low spirits.
Also: a bad temper or mood.
It’s highly possible I’ve been fighting the mulligrubs for several months. Coming off three months in late 2017 without being able
to run due to injury, it was tough to get going again in the depths of winter.
I was hesitant about running on snowy roads. I switched between the treadmill, running on a short indoor track and outdoors. My original goals for early 2018
seemed to be slipping away. My running pace was abhorrent, at least a minute
slower per mile for any distance even when compared to 2017.
In late February the weather changed drastically (for the better) and I
actually got outside more. Hope entered my mind. Then March came along, colder,
snowier, and windier than any March in recent history. I went further down into
mulligrubs.
Sure, there were some positives. I lost 9-10 pounds, which
was desperately needed. I still have to get at least five more pounds off, and
they aren’t letting go easily. It’s now early April, the weather still sucks
and spring is just a dream. A six mile run is long for me and my pace is still sloth-like.
I am physically fit, especially for an old man. I do some
running, biking (indoors), swimming and weightlifting. I’m happy to be fairly
healthy and able to do the activities I enjoy. But I am not race ready, not
even close. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be able to run a decent race
again.
We are fortunate to have an active running community with
many opportunities to race on roads or trails. I constantly look at race
calendars and think, yeah, I should sign up now for that race. I could finish a
sprint triathlon right now, today, after work. Finish, yes, compete, even
against previous times of mine, no.So why bother planning ahead and spending the money?
I hope the sun and warmth come back to western NY and my
mulligrubs disappear and real training begins.
