As previously discussed my 10k yesterday not fast. And it wasn't easy. And well it was the closest I have ever come to missing the start of a race. I planned to wake up at 6, take my time getting ready, have a little something to eat and head out to prospect park around 7:15. I was even thinking about jogging there. Instead, I didn't set my alarm (well I set it but for a week day and yesterday was a weekend day oopsies) and woke up at 7:12, race started at 8! Doh! I managed to get my clothes on and get out the door by 7:30, and make it to the start just in time, but definitely not the calm relaxing warm up I expected. On the other hand, I didn't have to hang around in the cold for a long time before the race. My run buddy Kara was also late . . . she started 15 minutes after the race started. I guess it just wasn't our morning.
As anticipated my time wasn't fast, but it wasn't bad either. And it felt really good to run hard for a 10k. Nothing better than that feeling right after crossing the finish line, breathing hard, legs a little stiff. I definitely earned that cup of hot cocoa. And
this was the song in my head when I need to put a little extra spring in my step. And well it felt so good yesterday I got out for another good run this morning. It feels good to be a runner again.
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