I was tired when I started the run at 2pm. I thought about putting it off until Sunday, but knew that I had to get it done. With the sun high in the sky and a gentle breeze, the JT Pandora station on and my Fuel Belt around my waist, I was off. I decided that unless I was at a stop light, I would pay no mind to my Garmin. Long runs aren’t for race pace anyway.
It could not have been a more beautiful March day. It was nearly 60 degrees and the streets were filled with cyclists, walkers and runners. I kept my music low enough that I could hear the sweet sounds of spring all around me. I lost myself in the environment and without even a blink of an eye, I was at the half way point and what a half way point it was.
On my run home I thought about how lucky I was to be healthy and live in such a beautiful place. As I ran by my friend Jill’s street, I thought about how much I missed our runs together and how exciting it will be when she can run again. I wanted to stop in to say hello, but knew that she wasn’t going to be feeling well after the round of chemo she had that Friday.
When I made it home, I was greeted with big hugs from Ella, who then told me I was stinky and needed a shower, and a big drooly smile and squeal from Anderson. Josh congratulated me on a great run before I hopped in the shower as not to offend anyone with my runner’s high induced stench. It is runs like this one that quiet the voices in my head telling me that I can’t do it or these speed workouts aren’t worth it. (Obviously they are because I had an average pace of 8:38 min/miles!) These are the runs that keep me sane and appreciative.
Monday – 6 mile tempo
Tuesday – Rest
Wednesday – 5 x1200 @ 7:35 min/mile
Thursday – Circuit of push-ups, sit-ups, jumping jacks and squats
Friday – Rest
Saturday – 11 miles
Sunday – walk with the fam