Running with The Eagle
Blah blah blah. Life is good. Life sucks. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks... but it's still great. Up and down.
It's just been a mostly crappy week with a slurry of extreme sadness that I'd've preferred to be without. Those weeks come along, though, every now and then, I suppose... unfortunately.
Eventually the sadness lessens and life can be resumed as normal. For me that means, for one thing, back to running.
Twice, actually, I've gone for a hike. One was on the evening my dog died -- just to get out of the house. It was perhaps one of the most unpleasant hikes I've ever had. My other hike was a day or two ago. Just some mild exercise to burn a few calories ... not that I've lately taken in many calories to burn -- eating came to a near-halt this past week. Still I wanted and needed that exercise. Hiking, though, just doesn't come close to running. Hiking just doesn't get the heart rate up or burn the calories... ahh, but it was exercise none-the-less.
This evening it was back to running.
Saturday Evening Run: 18 minutes 07 sec | - 4:44 |
6:35 p.m. -- 84° F - sunny, hot, sun going down so not too, too hot.
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I was gonna take this run last night but the rain started coming down just as I was thinking about changing clothes to hit the trail. Today it's 100% the opposite and so finally I got back to running.
My Total Time for September I ought to figure out and see what I'll have to do to pass August. This week might've really hindered that but oh-freakin'-well. Running is important but sometimes it's just gotta take a backseat to the death of one's best friend.
After taking one whole week off, maybe I shouldn't have set up a playlist as long as 18 minutes. The first half of the run, like so often, went easy as pie. The second half was another story. I made a turn-around around the halfway point and as I made my way back towards where I started from, back to my thawing Gatorade, my mind started wandering from the music to thoughts of: "Quit. No, keep going. Just quit. "No! Keep going! Grrrrrrrr, this isn't easy. So tired. So tired. Keep going. Keep going."
Somehow I made it. Well, I mean, I wasn't exactly dead, I didn't have to stop moving, hunch over, hands on knees, and gasp for air. Nope, nothing like that. But when I finally heard my End Cue -- whew, Thank God!
I spent over an hour out there and I'm glad. Drenched in sweat, kinda tired, but home and showered I'm feelin' good.
Running Tunes came from Saturday's Album of the Day... | |
Workin' Cheap What Bothers Me Most The Eagle Her Man Wrong Where Corn Don't Grow Reno And Me Too Close To Call Waking Up With You Old Church Hymns and Nursery Rhymes |
1 comment:
Hey, Waylon Jennings, that's Dukes of Hazard, right? Just two good old boys...
I'm glad you ran, that's awesome.
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