since i am on vacation there is no pool running ... (i realize that the atlantic ocean is out my front door, but that is so not happening)
so i took my 6 prescribed miles to the street & ran the same 10k race route that i ran about 20 years ago.
i just have this to say to my 18 year old self:
i just kicked your ass
it gets better: i beat my 10k time from 3 months ago by 11 seconds.
nevermind that i think i heard myself wheezing on washington road.
nevermind that during the last mile and a half my mantra was -
when can i stop when can i stop.
nevermind that i kept telling myself, this is a training run, what the hell are you doing?
all of this makes up for the fact that monday's run had me checking the route on gmap over & over again. surely, there was a missing mile in there somewhere ... because my pace on monday's run was so shamefully slow for my current self, i had a really hard time accepting it. maybe my watch was wrong. maybe gmap is wrong. or, maybe i was just shit ass slow.
today made up for it.
am sure i'll pay for this later in some shape or form - crazy soreness, or a shit run tomorrow ... but for now, must relish the feeling of knowing that i just did at the age of 38 what i never could do at the age of 18.
hell. i probably couldn't have done it 2 days ago. but i did it today & that's all that counts.