Today I ran 3.25 miles outside in 34 minutes and 58 seconds. I stopped to walk twice (but kept the watch running, don’t you worry!). I felt preoccupied by a lot of… Jiggling. I am feeling a little rough. More than a little out shape. Not so much like a Runner anymore. Yes, a Runner, capital R. What was once such a huge part of my identity now feels so far away. Sure, I run a couple of times a month here and there. I bust out 4 miles on a treadmill to an episode of Law & Order: SVU. I can sign up for a small 5k and hold my own.but my Garmin went uncharged for far too long. My heart rate monitor is currently missing. My running shoes haven’t been replaced in over 6 months because there’s no need with such low mileage. It’s a sad, sad state of affairs over here.
The wonderful part is that it’s something I can get back. It’s a journey I can go on again. Maybe this time I can even remember to focus on my form, to stretch after every run, to not over do it, to balance cardio with strength, etc. etc. etc. You know, basically all those things we, as Runners, know we should do (but most times) we don’t. This time it will all be different, it will all be better. Or it won’t. Either way it’s a journey that I am so excited to restart.