Wow! After yesterday's run, I had two good runs, back to back!! Last night I ran a quick three before my belly dancing class...
What? I never mentioned that I started taking a belly dancing class? Well. I'm taking a belly dancing class. And it is FUN. We've only met twice, but I am already in love with it. I love dancing as it is, and belly dancing seems to be a good fit for me. I loving shaking my ass on the dance floor, and I love the movement and the energy in belly dancing.
Anyway.
I headed out for a quick 3-miler after work. All day it was overcast and rainy. At about 4:30pm, it started down pouring. My hopes and dreams of running were being washed away like the bug guts on my windshield (my wiper fluid squirter thing is on the blink. Stupid Jetta.). I generally don't fear precipitation, but downpours will keep me inside. Who likes running in wet, squishy socks? But by the time I got home, the downpour had dwindled to a sprinkle. So I got geared up and headed out. I wore a hat to protect my face and eyes from the rain. And wouldn't you know, as soon as my feet hit the pavement, the rain stopped. The running Gods were smiling. It was muggy and I was hot wearing my hat, but I felt good. Except for my lungs. Did I mention that I've been fighting off a cold for the past week? No? Well. I've been fighting off a cold for the past week. So I am amazed that I'm able to go as 'fast' as I've been going, considering that:
a) Breathing is difficult (I feel like I'm running under water)
b) I don't know how to hock loogies (and believe me - I tried)
c) Breathing is difficult (Did I already mention this one? Where the hell is my lung capacity?)
But I made it through. I could hear myself wheezing through the entire run. The four or so other people I met on the running path probably thought I was about ready to keel over (There are so many fair weather runners out there, so it's nice to run in crap weather so I can feel hardcore). But I didn't keel over. My goal was to keep it under 10-minute miles - and I did. I felt good about the pace. Victory!
Mile 1: 9:50
Mile 2: 9:47
Mile 3: 9:30
Average pace: 9:42
Total time: 29:10
Three words to describe this run: Phlegmy, humid, respectable
What? I never mentioned that I started taking a belly dancing class? Well. I'm taking a belly dancing class. And it is FUN. We've only met twice, but I am already in love with it. I love dancing as it is, and belly dancing seems to be a good fit for me. I loving shaking my ass on the dance floor, and I love the movement and the energy in belly dancing.
Anyway.
I headed out for a quick 3-miler after work. All day it was overcast and rainy. At about 4:30pm, it started down pouring. My hopes and dreams of running were being washed away like the bug guts on my windshield (my wiper fluid squirter thing is on the blink. Stupid Jetta.). I generally don't fear precipitation, but downpours will keep me inside. Who likes running in wet, squishy socks? But by the time I got home, the downpour had dwindled to a sprinkle. So I got geared up and headed out. I wore a hat to protect my face and eyes from the rain. And wouldn't you know, as soon as my feet hit the pavement, the rain stopped. The running Gods were smiling. It was muggy and I was hot wearing my hat, but I felt good. Except for my lungs. Did I mention that I've been fighting off a cold for the past week? No? Well. I've been fighting off a cold for the past week. So I am amazed that I'm able to go as 'fast' as I've been going, considering that:
a) Breathing is difficult (I feel like I'm running under water)
b) I don't know how to hock loogies (and believe me - I tried)
c) Breathing is difficult (Did I already mention this one? Where the hell is my lung capacity?)
But I made it through. I could hear myself wheezing through the entire run. The four or so other people I met on the running path probably thought I was about ready to keel over (There are so many fair weather runners out there, so it's nice to run in crap weather so I can feel hardcore). But I didn't keel over. My goal was to keep it under 10-minute miles - and I did. I felt good about the pace. Victory!
Mile 1: 9:50
Mile 2: 9:47
Mile 3: 9:30
Average pace: 9:42
Total time: 29:10
Three words to describe this run: Phlegmy, humid, respectable
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