After my attempts of running after work in the upper 90's, I decided to retreat to the treadmill cave last night. Wearing my new shoes on the 3rd run answered a few more questions.
-The first 4.5 miles were tough. I was mentally tired, physically tired, and putting off dinner until 9pm so I could squeeze in my run.
sped up the 4.5 mark to try to boost my energy, change my stride. Lo
and behold, I felt great! Running faster made my footstrike easier and
the extra cardio 'umph' was not too difficult to compensate for.
-Between miles 6 and 7, I really inched the speed up and continued to feel great.
Moral of (this) Wednesday's story: running fast (sometimes) feels better!
wore my new shoes the entire run. Halfway through I debated changing
them, but then decided to go a little further. Once I was running
faster, I didn't have that thought.
I think I might wear the old shoes for tomorrow's run. I'm trying to be *good* and transition.
other life news, I am kind of at a standstill. There are some job
things that didn't work out the way I had wanted, but I am hoping that
it falls into the category of 'everything happens for a reason'.
Besides, I am growing my entrepreneurial notebook. 99% of my ideas are
ridiculous, but I am enjoying the spirit of having dreams. It's hard to
stop and smell the roses when I feel like I'm
not really surrounded by roses. But I have a lot more to be thankful
for than so many others, so I have to quash the bellyaching.
I'm looking forward to date night, a HOT Braves game Sunday, a baby shower for dear friends, and growing my ridiculous list.