Patience; the new endurance sport.

Temple loop x2 rock canyon

I am in love again with running now I don't wear my Garmin or care how fast I'm going. A small handful of dry oatmeal and glass of water is enough to get me past 60 minutes of running. I can't wait for school to get out so I get back my favorite morning hour to myself. Today one kid had driver's ed at 6 a.m. the other had seminary.  So I got to go out at 6:30 which reminded me how much I loved running once.  I really started running in earnest the spring of the year 2000.  My son was 8 months old and my daughter almost 20 months.  I bought a double stroller and ran 5 miles every morning on the bike trail.  I ran only during the weekdays leaving weekends free for my family, and I never ran more than 5 miles.  I also never ran during the winter.  I treated running as a celebration of good weather.  Those were great days of pushing my kids in that stroller.  I pushed those kids until my girl was 8 and my son 6-- near 100 pounds of kids in that thing.  I remember the first days I stopped brinning them along and felt so liberated not pushing the stroller.  That's when I started running-running for real (races and marathons).  Those were also great days also, until they were not. But I'm feeling liberated of my own expectations. Running is becoming that thing again I always loved.  Time to myself, time outside, time to reflect, excersize.  

The guy who has been my assistant at work for the past 2 years has moved on, necessitating my return to full time. It's a big bummer. I loved that guy, but with all admin positions the shelf life is 2 years max. So in anticipatioN of my reduced daily energy level. I'm going to run less, or for shorter amounts twice a day, can't wait for a nice Saturday run.

Ran 3 in the a.m. And 2 in the p.m

Provo Canyon/waterfountain.

I ran into Cath on road.  I do miss my running buddies.

Last Tuesday, a girl I ran with for about a year in 2006, Amanda Davis, her husband was hit by a car.  This is the 4th person within a year I know of who has been critically injured or killed while excersizing (running or cycling).  I've almost been hit myself while running with Josse and Ericka one morning.  A driver turning right on a red light stopped for them, but rolled right on through as I trailed just behind them.  The car's bumper pushed into my knee and I fell/jumped onto the hood of the car (attempting to preserve my knees). The driver just stared at me as I slid off the hood and kept running.