It’s been a long time since I ran more than 7 miles. I think I ran 10 once in January and then got serious about triathlon training and it just hasn’t been a part of the plan since then.
So this morning I found myself off from work, with a decent amount of time to run, and a scheduled long day on my plan. What better a scenario for a long run could there be?
I hit the trail at a familiear spot and decided to do two things. First, I was going to run the flattest terrain in Columbia (which = one trail). And second, I was going to run S.L.O.W.
It was yummy. Like getting my dessert first. I barely broke a sweat and didn’t breathe hard the entire time. I averaged a leisurely 9:37 for 10.3 miles. I even stopped to tinkle and then refill the tank. I watched the birds and chased the squirrels, said “hi” to everybody I passed, daydreamed about having a house in one of the neighborhoods that the trail ran through and generally footled about. I even stopped to pet one of the fattest Labs I have ever seen. She was like a furry whisky barrel. But sweet as pie.
I needed a run like this. I have really been training hard and every run, ride or swim has been for time and distance. I almost forgot I LIKE to run. Weird…