Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sunday runs
I've decided I love Sunday mornings. Something about them just gives you the space to do what you need to do. Even though I usually end up working on Sundays, the morning always seem leisurely and pleasurable and running on Sunday mornings seems to work out especially well. This morning I managed an easy 7.5 even though I haven't gone that distance in at least a month. But something was working this morning. Weird since I didn't have any real dinner to speak of the night before and didn't go to bed particularly early or wake up particularly late. Maybe it was the yoga stretches I did after getting out of bed (a couple quick sun salutations and some cat/dog stretches) or the small oatmeal with honey, or the two cups of coffee (that probably helped), or the half hour of meditation. None of those (except the yoga) are particularly unusal though. Who knows? It's a continuing mystery. But I was feeling no pain or tiredness this morning as I ran along the harbour then through the 'hood to add some extra kms. The weather was perfect - that early fall coolness with an overcast sky and a slight wind. The city was quiet still. I stopped to watch a hummingbird take in the city's hanging flowers and, as I promised my sister, stopped to smell the wild roses along the harbour path. So my pace was a bit slower than usual I guess, but still, I was weirdly un-tired and only stopped at 7.5 because the lesson of July still hangs over me and I was clearly doing more than 10% over the week before. In any case, it was all good. Maybe it was the yoga stretches - although I know there's a debate over pre run stretching. (But at least my down-dogs are improving. )
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