Wednesday, January 7, 2009

First Breath After Coma

PM: 11.1 Miles, 69:19, Fruit Loop, Blvd.

When I woke up this morning it was a winter mix of mainly ice. The roads were like sheets of glass and just driving was treacherous. After 5 minutes of scraping the ice off my car I decided that I would leave my run until the PM. I went and visited some stores and stopped into Reebok on my way home. My friend and Co-Worker Ted Fitz ridiculed me for running on the T-Mill. He said the legends of Irish distance running would be sickened by my behavior. Alas I did not run on the treadmill. When I returned to P-Town the rain had stopped and it actually warmed up. I hit the roads with a spring in my step and let me tell you that tonight's run was one of the best I've had since starting back 10 weeks ago.

The air was thick with mist and very damp. It completely reminded me of running around Drogheda in the winter. I was getting very vivid flashbacks to running with the club on Tuesdays and Thursday nights. I started out very easy tonight but by the end I was flying. I would love to have done more but I was running late to meet Francine. Beautiful training session. I listened to Moz again and had time to kick it with some old school progressive house at the end. Uptempo music, uptempo mood, uptempo run. Fantastic stuff. This is a happy camper going to bed.

Love Kel

1 comment:

  1. Nothing like a friend to call you out. Sad thing is that Fitz probably bagged a run today.
    I got a 4 miler in this morning with my dog and the foster dog. It's great for pulling me up a hill. Like the Ididarod (SP?)