However, since Boston, running has been one big suffer fest. I was starting to think it might be time for me and running to break up. Our love affair has been anything but hot and heavy and I've been left feeling deflated and insecure after every run. Who wants to feel like that?
But lately, things are starting to look up!
I've decided to take a completely care-free approach to running for the time being. I've been hitting the roads without any expectations. I've been listening to my body and breath instead of a GPS device. Fancy that! Pace and distance are irrelevant at the moment. I head outside, hit the road, and just run. I can't even remember the last time I ran without any idea how far or fast I was going. If I had to guess, I'd say 2009!
I'm not sure how long I'll stick with this approach. I don't want to train for any races this summer, so I would venture to guess I probably won't incorporate any structure until this fall. Until then, running and I are just having fun. We're taking it easy. Playing it cool. And let me tell you, I wouldn't have it any other way.