Yesterday I really really did NOT want to put on my shoes. I even told Mark I was just tired of pounding the pavement every day because I just don't like it all. I hate it in fact. I resent having to work so hard to keep healthy. BUT I gave my blue bracelet a snap! and put on my shoes anyway.
The wind was whipping sooo hard that it almost blew our BBQ off the porch, and the thing is bolted down! So I opted for the treadmill. I spent the first two laps cussing and swearing that if I could just do another two more I just might quit after I'd reached a measly mile. The next two laps were no better, and I resentfully dabbled in more cussing.
Then something interesting happened. As I began to get warmed up I slipped out of my jacket and I started to feel okay about the whole thing. Then suddenly, like a switch had been flipped on, everything began to clear up. My mind, my aches, my knee, the sox that didn't feel right; everything. I just went blank and seemed like there was no space or time. Total oblivion. Nirvana.
I pushed my jacket over the top of all the lights and gauges of my treadmill and just enjoyed the moment. I thought, I'll just run till the pain and hatred comes back. So I just ran. It was AMAZING. I have never run more than 5 miles before and by mile 4 I was still suspended in time so I started thinking I just might pass up 5 make 6 miles! I did and kept on going.
I set a new PR for distance: 7 miles. The funny thing is, I could have kept going. 7 miles may not be a record setting milestone for anyone but me...but this is ME were talking about here! And considering the fact that I hate running AND the fact that I'm a self-proclaimed athletic wimp (unless the sport involves something gas powered), I'm pretty giddy about my achievement.
I realize that every run won't be like yesterday but I'm totally happy to finally experience a little of what so many runners out there claim to achieve from time to time. A little NIRVANAAAAA.
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