Worst Run/DAY Ever.

Today was kind of a disaster.

So I posted earlier about how my husband and I were going to the Army base to run on the track and do the parcours course? Well, that -sort of- happened.

We went out on this 40 degree cloudy, windy day. I did my 3 miles on the long track around the field. My husband was walking with our dog. After my run we met up and I took off my Spi belt and opened it up to get my car key so we could move on to the parcour course. No car key. What the fuh. Panic time!!!!!

We spent a good 2 hours combing over the entire track looking for it. My husband ran into a guy who said he saw it on the ground, but when we went back to search the area it was gone. The three of us searched for like 30 minutes. So that tells me someone took my key, and did god knows what with it. It was never turned into the gym next to the track. The church nearby was closed. Luckily my husband had his phone with him and was able to get a friend to pick us up. He had to call a locksmith, get back to our house, get the locksmith to get us in the house, get HIS house/car keys, then come BACK to the base, and open our Jeep. The problem is - I have no freaking idea what happened to my key. Based on the location where the guy says he saw the key, the only conclusion I can come to is, it must have fallen out of my Spi belt when I unzipped it, and I just didn't see it fall out. Whoever picked it up had chances to steal it while we were out looking for the key, but they didn't. But I know for a fact that it was picked up, based on the guy who saw it on the ground before. Which meant someone out there had my key. I'm not stupid - for all I know, someone was waiting for us to leave so they could steal my car and my purse. So I had to stay with the car. And I couldn't wait inside a building anywhere because we had the dog. So that meant standing out in the cold. I froze my ass off for an hour. 40 degrees isn't bad, but we had strong winds all day so it was probably more like 30. And the sun wasn't out at all. Thankfully I had extra layers with me!

It was a sucky experience to say the least. When they picked me up I could hardly move or talk for about 10 minutes, that's how badly I was shivering. And I was still shivering uncontrollably even after I was feeling nice and warm in the car! I seriously do not remember the last time I was that cold for that long.

The whole ordeal took about 4 hours. I cried a couple of times. My nerves got the best of me. The whole "How will we get home/into our house/car/etc?" Luckily my husband has a more level head when it comes to these things and was able to arrange a solution. And now we're home, with our car, and nice and warm. And while we didn't do the parcour course (NO way it was happening after all that!) I at least got to run 3 miles. It's just one more thing I've survived.

Whoever took my car key and didn't bother to search for us - you are an ASS. Either leave it where it is, or at least try to run around the track and look for us, or just wait around in the area where you found it! Turning it in to the MP's or some other location is useless - we can't go collect it without a car!

SIGH. Okay. Enough of that. I'm exhausted and just glad to be home. Tomorrow I will stay home and do some yoga, and pray my next run outing goes more smoothly. I'm normally really careful about my keys and I think this was just some really bad luck that befell us, but after this experience I have learned that I need to be 100% sure of where my keys are while I am out on runs.