Back running

I ran… and I loved every minute, every footstep!

After what was approaching three weeks, and felt a great deal longer, on Monday I ignored the doctors orders and snuck out for a small jog (before Ally arrived home from the office). I cannot even begin to tell you how much I utterly enjoyed it, “standing on the top of Linden, just feet from my doorstep, I looked south down the length of the tree lined lane, through Fairfield, across the Strait and onto the Olympic Mountains… I love that view. The clouds were heavy with rain, and although it didn’t pour, the drops that did land were the size of golf balls, instantly soaking a disproportionate amount of the body”.

I had originally hoped to run a fast, if not PB, half marathon in Maui this September but given the recent training (or lack there of), I’m going to have to revisit the program in a few weeks and choose an alternate autumn goal.

With the wedding only two days away now, and not one to be disheveled easily, I’m surprised at how excited I am and the anticipation that has been building is reminiscent of a decade of childhood Christmas’. This is going to be a fun weekend.

Training:
Monday: therapeutic 27:02
Tuesday: easy 55:43
Wednesday: easy 27:12