After last night's birthday celebration, this morning's early start, and the copious amounts of food consumed this afternoon, I'm shocked I was able to get off the couch, let alone run 3 miles. My legs were definitely a little sore from yesterday, but I managed to get through it. I gave some serious consideration to calling it a day after mile 2, but I knew I'd appreciate tomorrow's night off that much more if I didn't cut any corners tonight. This week's training is pretty low key with another 6 miles scheduled for next weekend. I'm pretty sure I can fully recover by then :)
I have to admit that I spent the majority of my run thinking about the finish line. And I don't mean that in some sappy, poetic way where I was daydreaming about the thrill of the finish, the reaching of a goal and the accomplishment of a dream. I literally stared at the distance reading on the screen and willed the numbers to tick by just a little bit faster - yearning for the moment when I could hit the 'stop' button and be done. Even my running playlist seemed depressing to me and I found myself skipping through almost every song trying to find something to pump me up for a big finish. I never did find it. Only after I finished did I think of the song I really wanted to hear: My Body by Young the Giant. This was, by far, the best song recommendation from a fellow runner. This song might just have been what I needed. Fortunately for me, I was able to get by without it... but I may have to re-work my play list so that this is always the last song I hear :) Thanks, Kristy!
So, until next time, I do believe it's time to get started on enjoying my day of rest...
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