Today I had a bad day at work. No one died, things just stunk. An icky, irritating, everyone is in a foul mood and the poop kept piling on. The good news is that I had a run scheduled for when I got home. Not a big run, not a fancy run, not a hard-hitting, record setting run. Just a run. A goal to complete with a beginning and an end.
Setting records and doing races is one kind of awesome but so are runs like today. But it's kind of like love. Big races and records are like new relationships and milestones. Fireworks and elation. Runs like today are like enduring love, a warm glow that suffuses ones existence with meaning and calm.
I loved my run today. I actually thought about running a few more miles once it was done, but I want to be careful about not over doing it. My knee has felt good for two whole runs, my butt has behaved for a few days, and I want it to stay that way.
I went ahead and did a bit more than half hour on the bike trainer today after my run. It felt...sweaty. I'm still getting used to the bike trainer becase low gears feel hard, and I don't really have any sense of how "fast" I'm going. Still, the saddle time is good for me, and it raises my awareness about my truly crappy posture. I look forward to getting in more training "rides" while the weather is bad, and I am hoping that it will improve my performance when it comes to hitting the trails with AMA this summer.
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