YAY
I've read that if you run regularly, for every five workouts, you'll have one great one, one terrible one, and three okay ones. Lately I've been skewing the ratio a lot towards "terrible," though, because the weather has been so crappy. (YOU try running in this humidity and see how far you get.)
I don't know if it was because it was a wee bit less humid, or because I was slightly better rested than usual because I ran yesterday's miles on the treadmill instead of outside, or what, but my run today was one of the ones that remind me why I love running. I did 3 miles in a little over 28 minutes, which is much faster than I normally do my training runs. But it felt easy, like flying. The awesome '80s songs on my iPod didn't hurt either.
And then, as I was walking back from the park, I saw this tiny little Asian woman -- couldn't have been more than five feet tall -- walking two dogs. A Great Dane and a Chihuahua.
My day is MADE.
I don't know if it was because it was a wee bit less humid, or because I was slightly better rested than usual because I ran yesterday's miles on the treadmill instead of outside, or what, but my run today was one of the ones that remind me why I love running. I did 3 miles in a little over 28 minutes, which is much faster than I normally do my training runs. But it felt easy, like flying. The awesome '80s songs on my iPod didn't hurt either.
And then, as I was walking back from the park, I saw this tiny little Asian woman -- couldn't have been more than five feet tall -- walking two dogs. A Great Dane and a Chihuahua.
My day is MADE.