Finally feeling settled
Yesterday I tried to talk myself out of going for a run. It’s foggy, the sun’s not out, pour yourself another cup of coffee and snuggle with Bam. Blah blah blah.
Then I thought to myself, you GET to run and that was that.
I laced up my Hitogami’s and hit up the trail and turns out it was the best run I’ve had in a loooong time.
I felt great from the beginning and decided to challenge myself a little and ate some hills for 2nd breakfast. It was one of those runs where I felt great the entire time and could have kept going forever.
The view of Highway 1 does not suck. Look, the sun did come out, I was just being a whaa, whaa!
It was one of those rare runs where everything just clicked and it reminded me of the good old days when trained consistently back home.
It takes me a long time to feel settled and after all of the moving we did the last couple of years, for the first time I actually feel settled since we lived back home. This applies to everything in my life, running included.
I now have my go to 5 10K loops and favorite running routes. I know where every single water fountain is along the way and exactly the distance between them. I know which route to take for hills or a nice long, flat run. And I also know where the bums hide out in the bushes. OCD? Maybe, but it makes me feel good about where I am in life.
I’m the type of girl that needs stability consistency. Now that I have that, things are falling into place and this makes me very happy. I finally feel at home, yes this place is my home. Sorry grandma.
Fantastic runs with negative splits make me happy too.
Add post run sunning with Bam while Mike barbeques burgers to that list ‘o happiness too. Dang I sound like I live in Disneyland.
