I felt myself incapable of writing a blog post earlier. Go ahead and judge me if you are so inclined. I had a headache and was battling a down mood. Oh, stop playing that miniature violin (you know who you are); I was not asking for sympathy, I was just giving you the picture. Anyways, I thought it would be all right, because I planned to go running and could make a Running Commentary post.
It was not a particularly eventful run, but I did it, so I give myself credit for that. It was grey but not precipitating, cold but not freezingly so. In fact, at times I almost thought it could be March. I felt some indefinable hint of spring in the air. I kept asking myself why I felt that way, since it was in fact cold. I suppose it could have been the feeling of 30 degrees instead of ten. Or it could have been the mud.
I spent most of the run in the road, because I kept encountering ice on the sidewalk. I stayed on the left side facing traffic, and I was wearing my road guard vest (reflective vest, to you civilians). I would have been better served to stay on the quieter streets but unfortunately wound up on German Street for a few blocks. That was where I encountered most of the mud, because I kept as close as I could to the curb.
My legs felt pretty content to be running, and my breathing was fine. I am SO going to rock the Boilermaker 15K in July! I may even be writing better blog posts by then.
Mohawk Valley Girl 