Never Miss A Monday

I cannot tell you, dear reader, how wonderful it was for me to be able to run again this evening.  I had originally planned on this morning, but, I decided against it in favor of a short aerobic workout.  I feel so much better today after running than I have in a few weeks.  I know that it's from taking the week to recover and then today.  So let me start...

I wanted to do a timed run again today. I have been working on those lately, mostly because of time constraints that I want to work within.  Also it keeps me focused in my run.  So for this run today, I set off for a 30 minute run.  I set my timer for 15 minutes so I knew when to turn around and I began my journey.  It began like many other runs have, taking off out of the apartments around the corner and off towards the lake.  I felt faster than I have in a while.  My legs didn't feel like lead balls and my mind was clear (an unusual thing for me indeed).  The music was exactly as I had planned it, going instead of shuffle, to, playing straight through the playlist as I set it up.  I didn't want to stop today.  I knew that I would at some point, but, I was doing rather well the first time I walked this evening.  About 10 steps later, I was back at running it again.  I was loving this feeling.  A feeling of being able to run and not being forced to stop due to legs hurting or not being able to breathe as easily as I would like to be able to.  I did stop briefly at the lake to take a photo of my sunflowers.  Much to my dismay, they have not been able to recover from their collapse a week or so ago, so the flowers are now lower towards the ground.. This didn't deter me from getting a good photo of them.


Onward I moved, my stride had opened up even more and I felt like I was able to cover more ground in much less time.  I was surprised how easy the mile came and went and soon I was at my 15 minute mark and turned around again.  I was feeling so good about this pace.  It wasn't the fastest pace ever, but I sure felt great.  I got to the lake once again and as I got across the top of the bridge, I got a call from my mom.  I love getting to talk to my family, even though some times I would like to just tell them all off.... Seems I will have to find a ride for my little one to soccer practice on Thursday, since my dad is now off to Montana for the fires.  I hung up with her and kept going.  As I got home, I stopped my watch, it was 32 minutes for my run, at 2.48 miles.  Not too bad, I think.


As for tomorrow's run, I will be doing my aerobics again in the morning, with an evening run as my little practices her soccer moves... I sure hope it helps her.  She loves playing.

Until then, Happy Running...




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