every day my little sis and i exchange "grati-texts"--we text three things we're grateful for. today, i am grateful i ran in the morning. sooooo so much warmer than the afternoon. this afternoon i had to pity the kids at the track meet racing in glorified nothing-ness covering their young bodies. this morning i was warm and hampered only by the wind, which actually felt somewhat nice (could have been softer, that's why only somewhat nice) because it cooled me off. (i have a habit of running in two long sleeved shirts. haven't kicked the habit this yr yet). anywho, i did a pseudo fartlek thing. 9 blocks hard, 13 blocks, 13 blocks, 9 blocks all w/ easy running in between. strange that's how the roads on the west side broke it up. not 8 and 12 blocks but 9 and 13. oh well, got in an extra .5 miles that way. i was still a bit tired from monday's workout and because i should have run slower yesterday. so i didn't run all out but i did push it. it wasn't easy and i was tired by the end of each and grateful that i didn't do the full 5.5 hard all at once. one more thing. yeah, that notion of 17 being harder than 16. like more than a mile harder (because for some reason that one mile matters a lot)....it's still true for me. |