I’m improving. This morning I set out to do another run around my neighbourhood. I ended up running 5.2K pretty much straight, stopping after every lap (1.3K) to do 10 jumping jacks and gulp some water before doing another circuit. Some notable differences between today’s run and last week’s:
- There was no strange dog out roaming
- My music play list was pretty awesome (seriously—how much better can you get that “Tell Me What You Want” by the Spice Girls for a run!)
- I found the first lap a typical warm-up lap rather than a painful kill-me-now torture element
- Lap 2 was standard—not easy, not overly difficult
- Lap 3 hurt and was difficult and needed some intense mental strategies to get through it
- Lap 4 was slow but I did smile doing it, knowing I didn’t stop and it was the last lap
I’m not saying I reached that runner’s high people talk of yet, but I think I’m making progress. I passed by another runner and got the nod making me giggle inside that dude thought I was One of His Kind. Huh. Also, instead of focusing on how hard everything was, I was able to enjoy my surroundings a bit more: take in the scenery, listen to the birds chirping (before I started the ipod), and say good morning to the dog walkers.
A beautiful start to the day.
A sense of peace and calm before I re-entered the chaos that is Getting Your Toddler To Daycare Without a Meltdown (not easy; also: rare).
I’m going to aim to do this gig again on Thursday.