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That was Awesome...
May. 12th, 2010 09:56 pmSo, I'm sitting here angsting. I cannot make it stop. I know. I know, wait til it's actually over, and then angst about it. I know, which is why I haven't really discussed my misgivings with anyone.
And why this is making me a giant ball of angsty angst.
Plus,it's been hot the last few days, so unless I go straight from work to my running shoes, it's very hard to get in a good run. That's my pressure release valve, ya know?
But tonight I was sitting here clicking through my tabs for the twentieth time in an hour, and just decided to go for run. It was still 84 degrees, muggy, windy as heck, and almost dark out, but I threw on my new shoes and hit the door, no music, no miCoach, no HRM. Just me, a watch, and my little flashing light stick.
I don't even know how far I went. I'm guessing, knowing the route, that it was around 4 miles. It was dark by the time I finished one. I admit, I panicked a little every time a pair of headlights came toward me, but can I say, it was AMAZING!
I saw a firefly. A firefly! In Texas! Back in Wisconsin the entire marsh was lit up with them at sundown. Here, I've seen maybe five in the whole fourteen years I've been here. Plus, Texas? It kinda stinks. I'm not kidding, parts of it smell like used kitty litter. But tonight, I saw a firefly, and the air was thick with Chinaberry blossoms. The stock tanks were teeming with spring peepers, and I felt like I could run forever.
I used to have this dream. A running dream. I have only two recurring dreams that I can remember. The thirsty dream and the running dream. In the thirsty dream, I walk down a long hallway and stop at every single water fountain and drink and drink and drink but never stop being thirsty. That usually means I ate pizza before bed and need to get up and get a drink of water, already. And then, there's the running dream. I never know why I'm running or where I'm going, but I feel like I could just run and run and run and never get tired. That's what I felt like tonight. It was amazing.
And my new shoes are minimalist with almost no cushioning at all, since I'm working on the transition to barefoot (or at least running moccasins) and I was a total skeptic that I could run more than a mile without feeling like my legs were being pounded into hamburger. Never happened. I actually felt lighter with less impact than in my cushy running shoes. I could hardly see anything, so it was just my feet, and my breath, 3 in, 3 out, eyes straight ahead all wrapped in gray flannel. In the daytime, I'm constantly looking at the ground worried about every little dip and crack because I might trip or twist an ankle. Tonight, I couldn't see anything, and I never stumbled once, just let my feet find the ground. Hmm. I wish I could've just kept going.
All in all, just the most amazing run. I feel like I was going at a pretty good clip, too, but I don't know. LOL.
It was all great until I started thinking the road reminded me of the old intro to "Tales from the Darkside." That intro always gave me cold chills.
And now I'm back to biting my nails again. Sigh.
And why this is making me a giant ball of angsty angst.
Plus,it's been hot the last few days, so unless I go straight from work to my running shoes, it's very hard to get in a good run. That's my pressure release valve, ya know?
But tonight I was sitting here clicking through my tabs for the twentieth time in an hour, and just decided to go for run. It was still 84 degrees, muggy, windy as heck, and almost dark out, but I threw on my new shoes and hit the door, no music, no miCoach, no HRM. Just me, a watch, and my little flashing light stick.
I don't even know how far I went. I'm guessing, knowing the route, that it was around 4 miles. It was dark by the time I finished one. I admit, I panicked a little every time a pair of headlights came toward me, but can I say, it was AMAZING!
I saw a firefly. A firefly! In Texas! Back in Wisconsin the entire marsh was lit up with them at sundown. Here, I've seen maybe five in the whole fourteen years I've been here. Plus, Texas? It kinda stinks. I'm not kidding, parts of it smell like used kitty litter. But tonight, I saw a firefly, and the air was thick with Chinaberry blossoms. The stock tanks were teeming with spring peepers, and I felt like I could run forever.
I used to have this dream. A running dream. I have only two recurring dreams that I can remember. The thirsty dream and the running dream. In the thirsty dream, I walk down a long hallway and stop at every single water fountain and drink and drink and drink but never stop being thirsty. That usually means I ate pizza before bed and need to get up and get a drink of water, already. And then, there's the running dream. I never know why I'm running or where I'm going, but I feel like I could just run and run and run and never get tired. That's what I felt like tonight. It was amazing.
And my new shoes are minimalist with almost no cushioning at all, since I'm working on the transition to barefoot (or at least running moccasins) and I was a total skeptic that I could run more than a mile without feeling like my legs were being pounded into hamburger. Never happened. I actually felt lighter with less impact than in my cushy running shoes. I could hardly see anything, so it was just my feet, and my breath, 3 in, 3 out, eyes straight ahead all wrapped in gray flannel. In the daytime, I'm constantly looking at the ground worried about every little dip and crack because I might trip or twist an ankle. Tonight, I couldn't see anything, and I never stumbled once, just let my feet find the ground. Hmm. I wish I could've just kept going.
All in all, just the most amazing run. I feel like I was going at a pretty good clip, too, but I don't know. LOL.
It was all great until I started thinking the road reminded me of the old intro to "Tales from the Darkside." That intro always gave me cold chills.
And now I'm back to biting my nails again. Sigh.
