Friday’s run went extremely well. I slipped into my Kinvara’s and entered into a blissful 4 miler. It’s hard to describe how much I’ve been missing this. Each run until today has felt a little off, a little painful, a little slow and not exactly right. But that changed. I had a big realization of why I run. It’s not because i’m trying to escape the day, or to hide feelings or to bury sadness. I run to discover myself. I run to find myself. Deep into a run is where i figure out who I am.
I came to the realization that I’m a little crazy. I’m slightly wild. I’m definitely something better than what I thought. There’s a crazy awesome world out there and i want to run all over it. I’m sharing this today because I’ve had quite the mix of emotions lately and I keep forgetting what drives me. Being happy.
“We’re crying out, honestly, this Wild Blood, will set us all free.” -Lovedrug
Sunday evening, after moving apartments and no sleep I went out for a “long run.” I incorporated some hills this time around and although my endurance isn’t what it used to be, and my speed isn’t there, my heart is biggest now than ever before. I’m going to cross the finish line in Chicago with everything left on the course.
Tuesday: 30min upper back, 20 min Kettle Bell workout/leg stretching
Wednesday: 3.2m easy, 20 abs
Thursday: 20min chest, 10 abs
Friday: 4.1m easy, 1hr 30min Armageddon Arm workout (haha), 10 abs
Saturday: moved–so basically hours of lifting
Sunday: 5.5m easy/hills, day 2 of moving
Total Miles: 12.8
July 4th Plans?
Got any Wild Blood in you?