What a bag of mixed emotions. This was another day I wasn’t really in the mood to run, yet I felt compelled and did it out of what my grandmother would call, “Duty.” It was my duty to run. I had my day off, and I didn’t want to take another two-day break, so I just got out there and did it. Started with 70 push ups as going past this was going to be work. I am happy anytime I get past 60.
I then set out for the run. It was HOT. It was nearly 85 degrees out and humid. I knew immediately that it was going to be a tough run, and I was right. Within a mile, my legs started getting sore. Normally, that doesn’t happen until around the third mile, so for it to happen after the first was unusual. With that said, I also had my best first-mile time in a very long time: 8:54/mile. The second mile was my slowest of the three, but I picked it back up for the final mile which gave me an average of 9:20/mile. I’m happy with that, as it’s my best three-mile average in a long time (if ever; I need to look that up).
When I was done with the run, I was pretty wore out. My legs were not quite cramping, but they were very sore. Mostly from the heat. I think it’s about time I start switching back over to morning runs. I hate that, because it means I have to go to sleep at between 8-9 pm, but if that’s what I have to do to get these runs in, that’s what I’m going to do.