fredag 3. juni 2011

Wild Bird Flying

So I got tired of waiting for the foot to feel better. It's as good as it probably gonna get without seing a doctor, and THAT could take forever.

Back to square one. FML.

Ran home from work Wednesday night (Thursday). Got off at midnight, geared up, and set out with the Dog, not knowing at all what to expect. Set a high pace, but didn't care much. I just wanted to run as far as I could before the foot stopped me. Turns out I could run all the way home, nnice. It is a bit sore, perhaps, but I'm not feeling the pain I expected. Barefoot running will have to wait, though, as shifting the weight onto my toeballs sets off a searing pain. Oh well, as long as I get to run at all, I'm happy.

Wednesday

6 km - 35.16 min
Max speed: 12.6 - Avg speed: 10.2
Km splits: 05:44 - 05:42 - 06:14 - 06:18 - 05:54 - 05:20
Avg: 05:52

Not too shabby after not running for almost a month, I guess.

The best part of getting to run again was what it did to my mood. I felt so free, so happy, so incredibly good during the run, and I was sooo high on the runner's high the entire way. Why don't everybody run? It's UH-MAh-ZING!