A Viking, running

ORN: Today, I ran a speedy four miles in 37'22".  I felt great physically and mentally, pushing comfortably hard, yet easy enough to think and daydream and enjoy being outside on such a grey, damp, but still lovely fall day.  Strange how fall can make a cool, rain-soaked day lovely.  It must be the gold and red leaves everywhere.  There were old guys fishing down on the river, drinking beer and watching the barges go by.  I wanted to join them.

 

I've not run since Friday night, when I did an easy three at home [28'24"].  Without a big race hanging over my head, my natural laziness gets the better of me.  That, and I suppose I still need some time off from the marathon thing.  I haven't been sore or burned out, at least in any overt way of which I am conscious, but lately I've enjoyed blowing off runs at least as much as I have enjoyed running. 

 

For example, on Saturday, I planned on doing eight or ten slow miles, and I was even on the road, running, 0.2 miles into it, when I stopped and turned around.  I was hung over and my ankles were feeling a little creaky and my yard needed mowing.  So I blew off my long run, and now my yard looks good for Halloween.  I can live with it.

 

But I know I have to get back into the swing of things to maintain my base.  Plus my belly is getting jiggly again.  Ugh.  I'll continue to do the best I can this week, and then I'll get back on the FIRST plan with a 6x800 next week.  Promise.