Monday, January 17, 2011

Just Another Sunday Run

There's something about Sundays.  Just something. They're my favorite day to do... nothing and yet everything at the same time. This 'everything' definitely doesn't include errands or chores. So come 7pm, after a day of doing a bunch of nothings, I could finally indulge in a long run.  I ended up running 8.32 miles - the longest practice run I've ever had. I knew I would have to start slow on this one. I was itching to run because I hadn't run since last Thursday, but just thinking about the overall distance kept me restrained.

I'm getting sick of the party animals on Ocean Drive.  Most Sundays it's pretty quiet down by the beach because everyone's indoors watching Sunday Night Football, but there was an Art event and they had the majority of South Beach blocked off for tourists and party-goers.  I try to keep my head down and stay focused, but it's amazing the amount of attention people will give you... JUST for being a runner in the midst of mayhem.  You've got the 'funny guy' who starts to run next to you for a few steps.  Then there's the 'couple' that doesn't seem even the slightest bit concerned that they're about to stroll directly into your path. Oh, and the worst is when you're approaching the 'group' and they just start yelling, "Run Forrest, run!" Under normal circumstances, it's nice to run in public in the case that you're inspiring a pedestrian to consider getting out there to run on their own, but when kids are drinking, it's more like survival of the fittest. Maybe I should wear black... instead of so much ... pink. Would that make me look more serious? Definitely. That'll shut them up.

I felt good at the end of the run. I've figured out that I can run forever at a nice, slow pace. I've developed techniques during my runs to stretch all parts of my legs mid-stride, to keep them relatively relaxed. I'm also building my pace and can feel my body getting stronger. The only thing that needs a bit of work is my breathing. As soon as I finish a sprint, my lungs are SCREAMING. We can't have that. Maybe I should swim more.  Oooooh, I can swim in our new apartment's pool. Move-in day: Feb. 21st. 22nd floor, Midtown II. It's going to be AWESOME.

Well, another successful Sunday has passed. Nick's coming this week. I'm going to make him try this new Run Club run on Tuesday. Heh heh heh. It's amazing what you can do when you're surrounded by tons of other people working for the same thing. He'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!

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