At lunchtime, I gathered my running clothes and iPod and made my way outside. Dark clouds loomed in the skies, but I didn’t care. It was time for a good “sorta” long run. Setting off towards the bridge, and happily listening to my music, I just let my body move to the beat. I was moving along pretty good, when I nearly ran into a woman. She had been leaning on a fence watching some student truck drivers when she got called over for her turn. She didn’t even look to see me coming. I hoped she was a better driver than she was at walking.
In the back of my mind, I wanted to mile repeats, or a tempo run, or some sort of speed workout. I didn’t want the GPS to dictate for me today though. I ended up doing a quick warm up mile, and then alternating a very-fast mile with a not-as-fast mile. It felt so good to just move along in the cool weather, listening to my music and feeling removed from the world around me. I observed my surroundings. I did say “Hi” to the other people whom I ran past, but that was it.
Later, as I was walking through the hallways after my run, I still felt distant from the world. Actually, I felt distant from my body too. It was a great run. 8 miles (1:07:49)
It’s been a crazy week. I really don’t know where the week went. It’s already Thursday. Prior to today’s run, I had only 4.5 miles on Monday. It’s not like me to veer of the schedule to this extent. It just couldn’t be helped. I’ll probably cross train, or do an easy 3 miles, tomorrow and that should get me back on schedule again.