Oops, I missed posting on Saturday (yes, I am back to calling attention to my deficiencies). I went for a run this morning, though, so how about a Running Commentary Post. I don’t know if I ran by anything I have pictures of in my Media Library, but I may throw in a few random shots to pep the post up. We shall see.
I seem to remember making a post about a run I took after a two week hiatus (that’s a fun word to say; try it!) (too lazy to go back and check, as usual). Then I went two days without running. At least I walked. I was determined to run this morning. After a reheated cup of coffee (waste not want not), I suited up and set off.
The temperature was nice, the humidity was not bad. I thought to turn right at German Street but noticed the full moon which I had not seen last night. I love the full moon! I turned left and ran towards it.
Not the same full moon.
It was lighter out when I ran this morning. I look forward to starting my runs in the dark and finishing them in full daylight. I do not rise early enough for such shenanigans these days, but Mother Nature will catch up with me eventually.
I went up one minor hill on Maple Grove and went on to the residential area behind Valley Health, which I refer to in my head as The Suburbs. I was figuring in my head how long I wanted to run and how I would increase my times to be ready for the East Herkimer Fire Department 5K in October. I think I will be in pretty good shape (remembering that round and puffy is still a shape).
Running felt pretty darn good. I had to remind myself not to get too ambitious and overdo. I pointed out metaphors for life as I ran: you notice and lament a 10% uphill but barely feel the same percent going down. Also, a hill looks less intimidating the closer you get to it. At least it did today.
One weird thing: as I ran by a sewer grate, I thought I felt a little warmth emanating from it. Tim Curry? He was smoking hot in some of his movie roles! For readers who did not get the reference, Tim Curry was a clown in the sewer in an adaptation of a Stephen King novel. Or was it a novella or short story? How embarrassing that I do not know (I even had to check to make sure he spells his name with a “ph”).
I plan to start running more often again so may be inflicting more running commentary posts on my readers. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 