The 1.5 loops I made around my neighborhood were unremarkable in nearly every respect. Except for the fact that I actually got out there and ran–that’s the part that I’m most excited about. I dit it on my own, without being on the hook for a “run date.” I wasn’t anxious about being alone and there were too many people around for me to even think about crying. Also, I got a big assist from the sun, because she was shining like she’d just gotten a great check-up at the dentist. Oh and also, my outfit was completely coordinated in my favorite color, and that soothed the part of me that likes strict order: I wore green shorts, a light green tank top, green Little G and carried my green iPod nano; as a nice punny touch, I had on my Green Mountain Relay socks. Icing on the cake? I was listening to some of my favorite tunes by The Doobie Brothers and Dwight Yoakam as I ran.
3.61 miles in 33:30. Average pace 9:16; fastest mile 9:06; slowest mile 9:23.
PS Tomorrow I am going into the office (yes, on a Sunday) and if all goes as planned I’ll run home over my bridge. I am kind of looking forward to that.
PPS This is a very strange stage in my life as a runner. Normally running is the thing that makes me feel better when I’m depressed, not a contributor.