Today at work was one big continual distraction – so I had to run after work even though I really, REALLY didn’t want to. But, luckily, the weather held, and it was all in all a ‘scrambled’ but nice run. I sort of just took a tour of Highland Park / East Liberty / Morningside. No zombies were spotted, but I was looking.
I’ve never run after I come home — normally I like to either get my long distance done earlier, or get my mid distance in during my work day, or something — but either way, I’ve not run through sunset. But today, of course, I didn’t get a break long enough to really even have a non-eventful lunch, so there was no way I could have torn myself away (I didn’t have any block remotely over an hour from the moment I sat down!)
But, today, since I couldn’t do it at work — and miles don’t run themselves, I decided to do the run around 6 PM, so it was also the first run through the park when it wasn’t some extremely early time. I ran past kids playing on the swingsets, other runners, and one gorgeous sunset over the reservoir. I’ve really taken to running without music — the sound of my footfalls and breathing helps me to know what level of exertion that I’m at, and I generally feel much safer, as I can easily hear if a car is slowing down to turn or not. The nice thing about running on the trail around the park is it has a lot more cushion, but I also like the path because it’s not concrete. . .
Anyway, what a great run. A teensy bit over 4 miles, but still good.
So, I was kicking ASS the first three miles — it wasn’t until I did the 200 ft rise over .75 mile at the end that I started feeling the hurt. However, I kept my target pace (~12 min / mile). Either way, I had a good time. Isn’t that the important bit?
I took this picture for Darren:
And this one about a block away from where I turned around: