Feeling naked!
First run of the year in just a tee shirt and shorts! Might be a record! It did feel like I was missing some clothing today. I kept thinking I was under dressed for being out in public, must have been my new lightweight, ultra-comfortable TEIL running shirt! It felt goooooooood!
After months of bundling up, even in a mild winter, it was really nice to get ready so easily today; socks-check...shoes-check...shorts-check...shirt-check...running hat-check...sunglasses-check and then out the door! No watch, either, today, just a nice easy run with Jeanette riding along keeping me company. Beautiful day running six miles through Bunker. The trails are bone dry versus a few weeks of ice-out in the shady areas, which is a great help not having to slow down and negotiate icy patches that can cause all sorts of running ailments; pulled hamstring, twisted ankle, sore butt-bone. You know, the usual suspects due to a slip, trip or fall.
It's good to be able to appreciate this really nice weather. Not that people in warmer climes don't, but when you have had to layer up with 18 pieces of gear to go for a run, it's a major bonus to go out in shorts and a tee. We all get our minor blessings in life, and the coming spring weather is one we are all looking forward to.
And if we get some rain, wind or even a late snow storm, it's no biggie. All part of the package. Compared to daily dealings of an average person, nice weather is fairly low on the list of what really helps. I know my brother in law, Mike, would trade out a month of 75' days for a chance to have the tumor in his head removed for good. He just finished his second procedure on Monday, and damn, did he have a rough day. And wouldn't you know it, the next day he was driving himself to the doctor. He just told himself he was moving on and living each day like he should, at full speed.
Next time I think the weathers bad, I'll just remember Mike and how he worked through a major setback by continuing on with his life. He was at the mercy of the doctors on Monday and didn't flinch. Got dressed, got home and got down to living.
18 layers...a sore knee...or just feeling beat...yea, at times I feel vulnerable, naked to the real runners seeing me struggle. Big deal, it's not like I have a brain tumor to deal with!
Go Run!
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After months of bundling up, even in a mild winter, it was really nice to get ready so easily today; socks-check...shoes-check...shorts-check...shirt-check...running hat-check...sunglasses-check and then out the door! No watch, either, today, just a nice easy run with Jeanette riding along keeping me company. Beautiful day running six miles through Bunker. The trails are bone dry versus a few weeks of ice-out in the shady areas, which is a great help not having to slow down and negotiate icy patches that can cause all sorts of running ailments; pulled hamstring, twisted ankle, sore butt-bone. You know, the usual suspects due to a slip, trip or fall.
It's good to be able to appreciate this really nice weather. Not that people in warmer climes don't, but when you have had to layer up with 18 pieces of gear to go for a run, it's a major bonus to go out in shorts and a tee. We all get our minor blessings in life, and the coming spring weather is one we are all looking forward to.
And if we get some rain, wind or even a late snow storm, it's no biggie. All part of the package. Compared to daily dealings of an average person, nice weather is fairly low on the list of what really helps. I know my brother in law, Mike, would trade out a month of 75' days for a chance to have the tumor in his head removed for good. He just finished his second procedure on Monday, and damn, did he have a rough day. And wouldn't you know it, the next day he was driving himself to the doctor. He just told himself he was moving on and living each day like he should, at full speed.
Next time I think the weathers bad, I'll just remember Mike and how he worked through a major setback by continuing on with his life. He was at the mercy of the doctors on Monday and didn't flinch. Got dressed, got home and got down to living.
18 layers...a sore knee...or just feeling beat...yea, at times I feel vulnerable, naked to the real runners seeing me struggle. Big deal, it's not like I have a brain tumor to deal with!
Go Run!
.
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