So, I’m kind of back to square 1 with running. There’s a lot of backstory that I hope to cover as I get back to blogging, but suffice it to say, today was kind of a breakthrough.
A friend from WAY back shamed me into signing up for a 5K for a cause from the town I went to high school in. One of those friends I couldn’t say no to. So, I did, with the thought that I could walk it, worst case. Had a week to do it, and waited until almost the last minute.
And it was awesome.
Today’s probably the first real day of spring we’ve had, as opposed to a warm winter day. Sunny, gentle breeze, tons of tourists. Did some work this morning for a friend who’s started a charity to fix up homes for lower income people. Then did some work around the house (but not too much, because who actually wants to be finished with work around the house?)
Finally, it’s almost supper. So, it’s either run or let down a friend.
Out I go. And, strangely, the legs seem to work.
Just before the turnaround, I run into a friend I haven’t talked to in years walking his dogs the other way. So, I tell him I’m almost to the turnaround, and I’ll stop in a couple minutes. Hit the turn, which is longer than I’ve run nonstop since August, run back to the friend, and have an awesome walk for about a quarter mile catching up.
He gets to his turnaround, we say some goodbyes, and I run back to the house.
The legs were good. The ankle is good. The day was perfect, and the run was better because I didn’t stress about the run.