Saturday morning and the cat is meowing at 5:00 am. Oh man, I don't want to get up, this is the first weekend I have had off in months.
Maybe if I just lay hear and act like I am sleeping Caryn will feed the cat.
Trixie:Meoooow..., Caryn isn't stirring...
Me: Ok, I will get and up ...
30 minutes later: Ok, the cat and dog are fed, Tiffy the dog has just been taken out.
Caryn wakes up as I finish getting dressed and open the door. What are you doing ?
Me: Going for a Fun run.
Caryn:What? Why don't you come back to bed and sleep.
Me: I want to do my long run today.
This is a conversation I would have never dreamed would be taking place between me and anyone else.:)
I ran 8 miles this morning and it felt great. ( sure there were glitches like my left foot started cramping up at mile 7.5. I had started out not knowing how far I was going to go. I was thinking maybe 10 miles would be a good goal. But, I listened to my body and stopped at 8.) Feels so good to be able to maintain a pace for a long duration. Took me 2 hours and 17 minutes to finish the 8 miles, but I had to stop and answer a page at mile 3. At mile 7, I got a free High 5 by an experienced runner passing from the opposite direction.. Those little things count more than you think. That reminds me of a picture I saw when I was looking at the results of the Music City Marathon. Yes, I had a Fun run.
That gives me 14 miles for the week, 22 miles for the month of May. 74 miles since I started logging my runs. But, who is keeping track, Me. :)
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