Thanksgiving was a success! Our food turned out edible, unlike last year when we dumped it all down the disposal and ate store bought stuffing and pie. For the first time in my life I did not overindulge or feel stuffed. I actually woke up hungry the next morning!
Thanksgiving is for Lovers :)
Prior to cooking our veg feast for 2, Ang and I went for a Thanksgiving run. A Turkey-less Trot, ya might say. It was in the mid-60s with perfectly clear skies. We ran through Balboa Park and past several games of football. I think we probably smiled the entire 5 miles.
Two days later we found the same bliss as we ran along the coast up north in Del Mar. The sun was setting as we ran along the Torrey Pines trail set high on the cliffs. We made our way back down along the beach and stopped to enjoy the final moment before the sun fell out of sight. Everything seemed miraculous. The feeling of my feet in the sand, the power of the ocean, the pink left lingering in the sky after the sunset. It was surreal. I felt lucky to have such incredible runs back to back like this.
Last night, yet again, I had a perfect run. I needed it after a morning of bad luck involving a broken pants' zipper and a brand-new broken travel mug. I set out at 6pm when San Diego starts to cool off tremendously. I wore running tights and a zip-up running top to stay warm. My nipples we hard as rocks and it took about 5 minutes before I had sensation in my toes. I had the Garmin on but ignored it and ran free. I wound up running much longer and faster than anticipated and felt such a high nearly the entire time. I kept thinking to myself, I am so lucky to be a runner and to have this in my life. Do you ever feel this way? Complete and total gratitude for my body and the act of running.
I checked the temperature on weather.com when I returned home and it turns out it was 59 degrees. I promise you, my skin and blood have changed! My tough Chicago skin has withered away. It's been replaced with California wussy skin. I'm not proud of this.
Later that night Ang and I watched Running the Sahara, a completely inspirational running film about 3 pretty intense guys on a mission. I think it's a must-see. If you thought Running on the Sun and Ultra Marathon Man were intense, you'll be blown away by this documentary. It makes a marathon look like water aerobics. It's almost laughable that I think 26.2 is a far way to go. These guys ran 4,300 miles in 111 days through the Sahara! This is more than 164 marathons in a row!
Has anyone else seen Running the Sahara? What did you think?