After I got home from work today, I was feeling pretty wiped out. I've been up late every night this week and it's catching up to me.
I'd decided before I left the office, however, that I really needed to get in a run today since I've done nothing since Saturday's epic 14-mile crampfest. Nicholas had Taekwondo class tonight, and I had to play chauffeur, so I didn't get home until about 6:45. I went straight from the front door to the bedroom, draped myself somewhat unceremoniously on the bed and let the debate bang around in my head for about 15 minutes or so before I finally decided to get out there and do it.
The initial plan was to do my usual 5-mile circuit to the Bany roundabout and back, but it didn't take long to figure out my legs weren't really feeling up to par, so I only went to Murray Blvd. and back - a bit over 3.5 miles. In this case, caution really was the better part of valor, in my opinion.
I went out with no watch and no iPod, which was nice - every once in a while, it's good to just get out there and go with no mind towards time or distractions - just you and your breath cruising on down the road. Unfortunately, the legs were complaining just enough to keep it from being one of those awesome Zen runs, but I know that sometimes, it just goes with the territory so I've learned to not let it be an issue.
I'm very much looking forward to my 5K this Sunday - Nicholas is also going to do the Kids Mile and he's very excited. I am hoping I might just be able to turn this kid into a runner, so I'm crossing my fingers that this is going to be a positive experience for him.
Speaking of Nicholas - last evening when we were sitting on the couch together, he snuggled up to me, gave me a big smooch, and said, "I love that you're a runner, mom."
It was quite possibly the most awesome thing anyone has ever said to me.