Two runs, so far, this week. Both based solely on total time. Both runs, I was pleasantly surprised at the distance and
the pace. Both runs felt great. It was good to just get out there and
run for the love of running, to enjoy my surroundings without any pressure to
hit any other target than the amount of time I was out there. Even that was no pressure because I set
a range, rather than a specific time, and finished up when I was ready to
finish. Monday, I went for just
under an hour. Wednesday, I went
for just over an hour and a half.
Today, well, we’ll see.
It’s supposed to be a miserably cold, windy, and rainy day out there. It’s a good thing I have my Marmot rain
jacket and plenty of layers in which to dress.
My thought is to go for anywhere from two to three hours to
start rebuilding my endurance. Pace
is not a factor, right now. Time
spent running and walking is. This
is my focus. This, and enjoying
the movement, the feel of the road and the trail under my feet, the sweat
running from the effort involved, the wind reddening my cheeks and nose, the
air filling my lungs, then releasing back into the atmosphere. I live
for this, for these times. I love
this. I am excited about today’s
run. I hope you are looking
forward to what your day holds for you, as well.
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