In the Annals of Bad Running, only the Whiny Long Run beats out the Grouchy Run as the Worst Kind of Run. Yesterday afternoon I experienced my first truly Grouchy Run in quite a while. And I hope not to repeat it anytime soon.
A word to the uninitiated: for a run to qualify as Grouchy at least three of the following conditions must be present:
(1) Weather that you didn't dress properly for, especially when it's colder and windier than you anticipated;
(2) A route that you didn't think through carefully enough, often one with more traffic than you anticipated;
(3) Annoying encounters with others on the road; often those others are driving giant, gas-guzzling SUVs and they do not register your presence, even though you are wearing a bright red vest and your day-glo orange Second Wind gloves and you have the right of way at the "walk" sign;
(4) An accompanying physical problem that gets worse as the run goes on; often this problem is tied directly to something you did (ran too hard or too long) or didn't do (stretch or warm up properly);
(5) Tiny burns on both your wrists which you got while putting dinner in the oven. (Okay, that has nothing to do with running but after my Grouchy Run I did that too, just to put a little icing on the cake).