I was sitting around the house enjoying (lazy, bored, watchin' movies) my last day off before I go back to school and throw my life into a whirlwind, and a feeling came over me..... I wanted to go for a run. Not some safe and soft and slow trail run, but I wanted to blaze around the neighborhood for just about 4 miles.
Was this a good idea? I mean I'm running 20 tomorrow, and I have just enough foot tape (the Good Doctor calls its Johnson tape, but who would do that?) for Sat and Sun so it would mean going with the naked foot.
What the heck says I, and I strap on the I-Pod, throw some cheap inserts in the hotboxers and take off. I get a few steps into the run, and darn I feel good. Dare I make the left instead of the right and make it 5 instead of 4? I dare, I dare!! So, I'm running along the river and it's not easy, but it's good, it's really good. Legs are still tired from Wednesday's 16 miler, but when I feel sluggish, I speed up, this seems to work. As I am running I'm enjoying the day. I can't understand why everybody doesn't do this (er, yeah, obviously there was no humidity today, because the last three runs I did, I couldn't understand why anybody did run!)
Anyway, I crossed over the bridge, and worked my way back along the river, stopped in the park to pay quick homage to the place I had my first date with my BLF. And crossed over the bridge one more time, and BAM! I was back home.
I was invigorated, I can't wait till tomorrow so I can do it again!New Year, New attitude!
ps, the foot, it was great!