Yesterday I went on a great run. It ended up being about 8 miles which is the longest run that I have ever done! I am pretty proud of that.
So, you ask, how do I go from struggling one day to have motivation to run, and really being drab about it, then the next day making a PR on my distance? Well that is running. Some days you hate it, until you remember that you love it. That is what I did; remembered that I loved it.
I knew that it was going to be a rainy run, and that was in my favor. I love running in the rain, especially just like it was yesterday. It was not a hard down pour, but just enough you could feel little tingles all over your body that you knew it was rain, that is the best rain.
I knew that it was going to be a cold run. I think the high for yesterday was something like 46. I am still use to the 70 degrees, I have not acclimated to the 46 degree weather that we have had for the past couple days…the crazy part, in the spring, when it is 46 degrees outside, there will be people in shorts to enjoy the heat wave. Luck favors the prepared though. I knew that cold weather was coming, and I have always struggled with the transition to cold weather, so I have been asking around what people do. Well, the big thing is that they do a warm up inside, and so that is what I did. That is what saved me.
Most important, I knew that it was going to be fun. I went out wanting to do 6 miles on a loop trail. I wanted to find out the distance of the loop so that I could more accurately tell how far I run. I did not run for form. I did not run for time. I did not mean to run for distance. I ran for something that was totally separate from me. In the process I began to find me, and the reason why I run.
I began because it was not the prefect run. I did not hit the zone. I did not solve any major life problems, but I had fun.
That is Why I Run.
Did you enjoy your last run?