Back in the saddle?

RUN: 50-ish minutes, 5 miles

OK so it was more like 4.5 miles of running and 0.5 miles walking. Whatever. I ran!!

OK and so I was on a treadmill. Whatever. I RAN!!

I ran I ran I ran I ran and oh yeah it felt fantabulous. Obviously, right? I mean, look at all the exclamation points I have going here.  !!! :)

Everything still feeling good. I wanted to go for 6 miles but when I felt my form starting to fall off I called it quits. Less running now might mean more running later. I stayed focused on form, which is easy and hard to do on treadmill. Easy in that since the terrain and surface never change, you can zone out and just run on automatic. Hard in that sometimes when I come back from a zone-out only 2 tenths of a mile have gone by.

I felt great all morning, awake, excited, and fresh off a hit of drug. It's hard to capture in words, that feeling of being able to reopen the race calendars and weekly calendars and actually see the possibilities. For the past few weeks, I couldn't do it. I had a piece of paper with a 50 miler training schedule on it, I'd carry it with me to work thinking that over lunch I'd look at the numbers and see how I felt about it. For the first time, I started penciling mileage ramps and distance goals.

Every storm runs out of rain.

Off to bed,  I want to get up early to SWIM!