Today i ran over a mile. I think it was 1.1, but once you get off the road and onto the paths through the neighborhood it gets harder to track with precision. It felt great. When i hit my prior half-way point at .35 from my starting point, i just felt good. I felt like i could and should go further. Instead of turning around, i hung a left and entered “new” territory.
I was feeling strong and proud. It was dark and, goober that i am, i had on my headlamp. One of my neighbors shouted out a “Well, that’s a fancy light” – in my previous running life, this was the killer moment – i am in pain in my cone of TRY, or past that into my own world of non-thought, and someone wants to talk! – and it is no problem. With full volume and no pause i shoot out a quick, “Thanks, i bought it for hiking but it has many other functions.” He keeps it going! “Well you need to see, you don’t want to trip.” And as i am leaving the sphere of viable conversation i close with, “or get hit by a car. See-ya!”
I finish the run, do some cool-down walking, then stretches on the big blue truck.
Back inside i do my floor stretches, rock out 48 stomach crunches, 18 leg-lifts and 8 push-ups. I know the push-up number is a little low, but that is the most i have been able to do since i broke my left arm about 6 months ago. Now i feel awesome. I definitely have the bug. I want to go out again right now. But i will continue with the plan and play it safe and smart and live to run again tomorrow. I will instead enjoy a nice walk with my Dog. Hopefully i will remember to check-out from couch to 5k and from couch to 10k as my bud recommended. I don’t care about races or marathons, but i do like advice about staying healthy, running safely, getting stronger, and other process oriented matters.
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