04 Jun, 2012
Posted by: turbomammoth In: Running
I think I made it pretty clear since the beginning of that blog that I somehow developped, in the past months, a passion for running. And yes, at this point, I would call it a passion.
Yes, at this point, I’d call it a passion. Yesterday morning, my boyfriend was leaving for 3 days. I was rainy. I was windy and cold. Nevertheless, I went outside and just ran. To me, dedication is the perfect team partner of passion.
I was a great run, even with the sh*tty conditions out there. My plan of the day was to try a new route. I’m a self proclaimed control freak and with the half marathon approaching, I wanted to make sure I knew every part of route : no time for surprise on the said day! There was a 5k part of the route that was still a mystery for me but I found out that it was a lovely route with only a few hills, totally manageable. A lot of stress flew away knowing that.
A collegue joined me on the route for about 6 kilometers, which was great. But I started by myself and finished by myself, which was also great. I enjoy running with people, but I’m mostly a lonely runner. I love to concentrate on my breathing, with my music going on in my ears. Talking about music, I really need to fix up my Ipod… I had to erase everything on it and I did a random synchronize thingy to go quickly, but I lost all my running playlists, so I put my Ipod playing on all my music in random mode. I swear, 7 Christmas songs got on while I was running.
Just try to get motivated to attack your hill with Blue Christmas of Michael Buble.
Anyhow, I got my 18 kilometers down (new farthest distance for me) in a really decent time. Even with the rain. And the wind. While I was drinking my chocolat milk while streching by my car at the end of the run, I was feeling to great. I was a bit tired, but felt so accomplished. Like my introducing blog post says, the feeling you got after a hard workout beats everything and actually make you forget how hard it is. That’s the beauty of working out.
While I was loading my Garmin datas on my computer, back at my place, ready for a afternoon of movies with the cat, it hit me.
Exactly four weeks remaining before my first ever half-marathon. O.M.G.
Let that countdown begin!!
Happy monday, everyone :-)