Okay, okay, I got my lazy butt up out of my writing chair and ran (yes, actually ran!) 12 miles on Thursday.
It was the first double-digit run in a month. Surprisingly, it was easier than expected.
I’ve been working out for 60-90 minutes four-six days a week, mostly zeroing in on building up my thighs, which are embarrassingly wimpy. All of that indoor sweating has paid off, too. My stride was so much stronger on uphills, and I noticed it on the downhills, too.
I’m starting to think that there is something to this cross training, no?
Hopefully I will build up awesome muscles, so that when I line up at summer races, people will gasp and stare and move aside to give me more room: “She must be someone,” they’ll think. “Look at those legs.”
Dream on, right?
Today I’m attempting 14-15 miles. Love me my distance and missed it terribly this past month. Six to eight milers just don’t do it for me, not enough time to get in the groove.
Pics of Thursday’s run over the Coastal Trail, right around sunset. No moose were sited but it was a damned good run.
I’m also reading the most marvelous and incredible book: Ru, by Kim Thuy. Anyone who loves lyrical writing must pick this up. I can read it only in pieces, to make it last longer– it is that good.
Happy running, reading and everything else.