My PF is still acting up, and I usually call it quits at 8 miles with an average run of around 5 miles.
I miss that feeling that hours of running brings. That complete and total contentment afterwards. The post-long run bliss. And let's be honest, the big dinner the night before a long run. I used to look forward to it all week! I have no excuse to eat half of a large pizza right now, and that is unfortunate.
What I miss most, though, is the satisfaction that comes from running long. I love knowing that I just ran 18 or 20 miles. I feel strong, empowered, and kind of awesome. Lately, I definitely feel a little less than awesome with my running. I want to be training for Boston right now, but I'm not. I can't. I'm nowhere near marathon training, and that just plain sucks.
I did, however, build my treadmill completely by myself for the THIRD time the other night. That is a whole other form of satisfaction. Last night, I ran on that fabulous treadmill that I built entirely by myself. Can I say that one more time, by myself... Talk about independence!
I had the best 7 mile run at an 8:04 pace, and the time just flew by! I had my music blasting and enjoyed every second of it. It just made me want to run farther and longer, but I know that's not smart. Fortunately, I had plans and couldn't squeeze in extra miles. I was forced to be smart.
|sweaty treadmill bliss|
Running is clearly on the brain. This is what Scrabble with runners looks like, from the other night:
I know proper nouns are not allowed in Scrabble, but sometimes it's okay to break the rules.
I followed up my run with a fabulous birthday dinner at Banker's Hill Restaurant for my dear friend, Megan. I had the most delicious kobucha squash ravioli and pear salad. YUM!
|Check out this sweet chandelier made of wine bottles!|
What is your favorite distance to run?
I love 10 mile runs!