Slow and continuous..

Again, I had to force myself to get out this morning. "Just take another route",  I coaxed myself. "Do something different. Just go out and run." And, as usual, once I put my gear on, I was ready to go.  I failed to get out on Wednesday after work. I was stressed to the max with paper work, and I did the worst thing I could do..have coffee late in the afternoon. I was so wired that I took my heart rate while I was contemplating whether I should go out and run. 93 bpm!
Running can wait.

So, this morning after I was ready to go, I decided a mile out, and a mile back. That's it, nice and easy. I walked east down the hill instead of going west. By the time I reached the main road, Magellan had gotten a signal. I stayed on the sidewalk, which kind of kept me at a slower pace because it's mostly ill-kept. Between that and the puddles, I had to be careful.

To my surprise, I felt good for the first mile. I turned back into the neighborhood streets and took my usual route back home, for a total of 3 miles. Nice! Longer than I expected. My legs felt a little heavy than I would have liked, but more good news, I didn't stop to walk once. This is a first since I started running after that hiatus.

I think I might have felt a little runner's high for most of the morning. I wish that I could expect that every time I ran. There's really nothing like it.

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