Me? Missing running? Nah, wrong person.
You see, I actually missed running. My last run was on Wednesday January 11, didn't run on the weekend as I went away and I actually found myself on Tuesday evening missing the joy of running. Did I actually just say that running was a joy?! Who am I?
I say "who am I" because I've been a runner for years but I would go thru this cycle. Run for 3-4 times a week for maybe a month then stop. Stop for no reason. I wasn't injured or anything. I just got lazy.
I would only start when the weight would creep up.
I started hard-core running on November 23, 2011. That's what my nike+ app tells me. So far I've run 141.6km. That is cray-cray. But good.
So since I missed the pounding of the pavement, I brought my running gear with me to placement on wednesday and instead of rushing home, I laced up.
You should have seen the looks I got from my co-workers. The teacher I shadow even said I was crazy to go out. Non-runners don't understand.
It was nice to go for a nice run. It was really windy out but I managed to run a nice 7k.
Slower than normal, not as many calories as I like to burn but I got out and ran!
And here am I blogging after coming in from a shorter run.