I woke up this morning saying, “I don’t want to run. I’m not going to run.” I am happy to report that I ran anyways. Now I shall attempt a Saturday Running Commentary post.
One good reason to run was that it was not raining. Yesterday I thought I was getting out between showers, but it did not work out for me, either when I ran or later when I walked to the post office and Historical Society. Also, today was not windy and cold, altogether a much better day.
Unfortunately, to begin with, it was not a better run. My legs felt tired, my whole body felt tired. I figured I would feel better as I went on, so I, you know, went on. I felt I should run a hill so decided to go out Main Street. There are two chances to turn right and go back down the hill before you have to run all the way out Highland Boulevard (I may have that street name wrong; I haven’t run it yet this year). I took the second right last time I ran it and thought to do the same today.
As I started up the hill, I did not feel happy. I almost took the first turn but persevered to the second. For one reason, my plan was to run for 36 minutes, my last longest time, then up it by the recommended ten percent on Sunday. I made a long diagonal on the turn. That was a little steeper but less time running uphill. Ugh. Am I getting any better at running, I wondered.
I reminded myself that sometimes my runs did not start to feel good before I had been at it for at least 20 minutes. I looked at my watch. Damn.
Fortunately, perseverance sometimes pays off. My first reward was to pause VERY briefly and smell some peonies. I had a few chances to do that. Toward the end of the run, I got to pet a nice dog. And as I neared the 20 minute mark, I did start to feel better.
By the end of the run, I felt perfectly happy about going for 36 minutes. It was no problem at all to keep going! I could rock this! I decided that long runs are the Way to Go (yes, yes, 36 minutes is a short jog for some of you; let me enjoy my little triumph in peace).
I felt glorious walking my cool-down. Yes “glorious” was the exact word that repeated itself in my head. I love running. I hope it doesn’t rain too hard for me to run again tomorrow.