55F, clear. Objective: easy pace, sort of a 2nd recovery run... The legs are still sore. It's amazing how much that race took out of me. I guess I did it right, but I'd like to move on now please. ;) I noticed a lot of disturbed trash cans over on Cottonwood Dr. One house had garbage all over its front lawn. I thought of dogs. But when I got to the little cut-through trail to get over to Stellar Way, a lady came out with a towel on her head and said, "be careful, there's a bear in there!" Just then the cops pulled up too. So, I did an about face and took a moment to feel glad that I hadn't shown up 10 minutes earlier, before the bear was discovered. In addition to the blog, I have always kept a paper journal of my running. This morning, I filled up the last page of my current book. This one lasted from April 09 until now. It's very satisfying to see the full pages, and know that I have been living my dream of being a runner. I adore corny self-help books about goals and motivation, and here is one area of life where I actually made it happen. I think I'm going on my 5th journal book now. |