I had not gone running since Tuesday nor even taken a walk since Wednesday. Yes, you can shake your finger at me, or your head, or your booty. These things happen. I did not even run Saturday. So I made sure to go for at least a short one today.
Just 20 minutes, I told myself, just go for 20 minutes. I had gotten up to 31 minutes last weekend, so by my Add Ten Percent rule I should have been up to 34 minutes today (I didn’t make that up, the guy at the Sneaker Store told me about it a long time ago; I guess it’s a thing) (although knowing me, I probably don’t do it right). But after missing four days, I followed the Give Myself a Break rule.
It was much chillier than it was yesterday but not too bad. Until the wind picked up. Yikes! Fortunately it did not blow fiercely for the entire run.
I started out taking the opposite direction from what I usually do, heading away from German Street. Then I took a right onto Church Street, heading towards Valley Health, where there is a nice hill I could run up. However, when I got closer I again followed the Give Myself a Break rule and turned into the high school parking lot.
You have to picture it without the leaves on the trees.
I observed as I ran that I was heading the same way as the water. When I run up to Herkimer College the back way (which I have not done in a long time), there is a little creek running downhill. I always think the water is laughing at me, “Hey, you! You’re going the wrong way! Downhill is much better!” At the high school, it is a more gradual slope.
My run was not feeling bad. My body did not protest much at all. I turned a few corners, debating on the best way to get back home anand still take at least 20 minutes. Additionally, I tried to run with the sun not too much in my eyes. It is annoying and can give me a headache.
All the snow was gone today.
I ran through Meyer’s Park, as I often like to do. I wanted to go up Prospect Street as far as the Do Not Enter sign on Bellinger Avenue. Regular readers know how I like to enter when it says not to.
On another topic…
I was unsuccessfully searching my Media Library for a picture of the Do Not Enter sign when I saw this utterly appropriate photo. I personally am indulging in a little wine, not a blender of booze. Additionally, I am not too devastated by the thought of Monday. I will naturally feel differently tomorrow morning, but I can’t worry about that now.
About the run: 22 minutes, over a mile and a half, and it felt pretty good. I was only sorry I was out of milk, so I could not have my usual chocolate milk recovery beverage. Bring On the week!
Mohawk Valley Girl 