All day today my legs have felt heavy. Like someone snuck in during the night and filled them with wet sand. Weird.
Had a very busy day today, couldn't wait to get dinner together (gumbo!) so I could go for my run. Funny thing: I was sitting on the stairs trying to put on my shoes and Louie (I need to post a picture of him soon, and the scary hedges he drags me through every night) kept doing this happy yipping noise and jumping on my legs. I think it was the dog equivalent of "Hurry up! Hurry up! I wanna chase bunnies! BUNNIES!" It was very cute and motivating.
Finally dug through storage and found my shoes, it felt SO MUCH BETTER to run in them. :)
Earlier I was feeling a little disappointed in myself. I don't know why I feel as though I should be running miles upon miles a day already, but I do. (It's crazy, I know) Maybe this is what all the experts are talking about when they say to not push it too hard in the beginning. I need to remind myself that I have a lifetime of running ahead of me, and to take a few months to ease into it is the safe and smart thing to do. Can you tell that I'm the person who jumps into the freezing lake instead of slowly inching my way into it? :)
Run recap!
Ran for FIVE blocks today (not in a row), Louie only wrapped the leash around a few trees (progress!), and my nose almost froze off. Too bad no one makes nose warmers...
Think I'll sneak away to morrow for a daytime run alone, maybe see what the neighborhood looks like in daylight :)
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