4 miles today. According to my schedule, today was 4 miles of "easy to moderate" running. I wasn't aware of any other options.
I've found that while I run, my mind tends to wander. I have music, but today my mind was occupied daydreaming about meeting a beautiful man runner (who, obviously, runs at the same pace I do and is mesmerized by my wind chapped face and non-color coordinated running gear) and we would decide to train together and fall deeply in love. Then my dreams were shattered. This next part is an overshare, sorry. In the middle of my run, I was practicing what my dad refers to as a "snot rocket." (plug one nostril and blow forcefully out the other, it's pretty disgusting but helpful when you don't have any tissues and you're in the middle of the woods...not recommended indoors or when any people are around) When I was done I looked up and saw the only other person crazy enough to run outside today running straight towards me. And of course, he was a beautiful man runner.
On a happier note, it was absolutely beautiful out today. The snow was falling lightly enough to be beautiful but not annoying to run through. I've had a lot of "I feel like I'm in a Christmas card" moments lately, and there's something to be said about enjoying winter by being outside instead of watching it all out the window. I remember feeling that way when I was younger but I think I forgot when I started pretending to be an adult. Though there is also that "but it's cold" argument that I completely understand.
114 days to go.
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