The thrill I got from running the mere half mile last night lasted all day today. I felt great when I woke up, my ankle is continuing to improve and I was energized to swim. I did not want to push it – literally – so I was careful swimming when I pushed off the wall. My swim was 2,500 meters in an endurance set. I am noticing my stamina is returning too. While I am anxious to go back to flip turns, I am more cautious to not re-injure my ankle. That little set back is okay, I ran last night! That was my answer, by the way, when anyone asked my how I am today. I ran last night!
This evening I lifted weights and felt good. We are in the chisel stage of the periodization. I am noticing more definition without bulk. Bulk is not something I have to worry about with my skinny arms. As my training partner describes me – I am a bean poll with muscles. There are worse things. Did I mention I ran last night?!
Some people may never understand the joy a runner gets from the run. There are activities, sports (golf), and past times I will never understand the joy in. All I can say is the euphoria of a good run – be it half mile, half marathon, or a hundred miles – is something I hope I never have to part from for long. I have in the past from injuries, but when push comes to shove, nothing beats the exhilaration, the elimination of stress, and the pure freedom of a run. Why do I do it? Because I can and I feel the joy. Eric Liddell really had it right…
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Even when a run is less than stellar…it’s still amazing.
So very true!
Glad to hear that your ankle is healing and there is nothing like a good run!
Thank you and I agree!
Oh what a fee-ling! What a rush 😉
Yep! And soon I will be strong enough to flash dance!
Sorry to hear about your ankle but glad things are turning for the better!
Thank you! One day at a time…
Shooting par (72) for the first time was more exhillerating than finishing my first half marathon, without the runner’s high… But I had a lot of work into that first even par round – 2 years, every day that it didn’t snow or rain, I was practicing. I worked with a pro for six months and the whole nine yards… The first time I beat my dad was pretty awesome to. Of course, for what I spent on clothing, clubs, range time and greens fees, I could buy a new Madone every year and I’d be nowhere near as healthy as I am now. Either way, golf is good.
See, like I said – I read your love of golf and victories and don’t get it like people think we are crazy to love what we do. Oh to get a new bike every year… Thanks for commenting.
I revel in the fact that people think we’re crazy. I love it. When a majority of the country figures you’re off your rocker – in certain instances of course – it’s usually because you’re living right and they can’t figure out how you do it.
That’s all good.