I haven't gone on a run in weeks. So, in typical IronMin style...I picked one of the hottest days we've had so far this year to get back to it.
It was 80 degrees today in Madison. Which should be followed by "Finally!" and maybe even a "Thank God!"
It hasn't been a stellar summer on the weather front this year. Today was a beautiful day, at last.
I started my run at 10:45 am and it was already 70+ and extremely humid because we've had non-stop rain for a few days...so it was a tougher than usual "get back to it" run.
I did 3. I'm "training" for the WaunaFest (Waunakee, WI) 10 mile run in July and I think 3 is a decent start. It hurt, it was awkward, and I loved it. The sweating, the feeling like I might throw up, the reminder that it should hurt...hurt is what separates those who do from those who do not. If exercise was easy, everyone would do it, every single day. But it's not, it's a commitment, and not everyone can get there. I've been on my own rollercoaster for the past few months and before that - before Ironman - it was up and down too. It's a day-to-day promise to yourself to get out there and do it. Today I renewed that promise.
I felt good when I was done. Then I did a few crunches, just for good measure. I'm taking control of my life again. One step at a time.