About spring running? Yesterday morning started with a 10-mile run with friends. I’ll admit, I was a bit whiny–it was just one of those runs where you’re mentally a bit run down. But I got through it and got on with my day. I had planned a 3-mile run for later in the afternoon and all day long, I kind of dreaded it. I was feeling tired, unmotivated, etc. Finally, though, out the door I went.
It was sunny and warm, and you know what? It was a great run. I saw some deer, a bluebird, and could smell fresh mown grass as I made my way along my chosen route. The flowering trees and spring flowers out everywhere were spectacular. And I was doing it all in shorts and a sleeveless shirt. It doesn’t get much better.
As I closed in on about a mile to go, I felt like picking up the pace. My legs felt fresh and I was just enjoying the day. I nailed down a really strong final mile–my 13th of the day, and heck yeah, that felt great.
I know it can be hard to acclimate to the warmer temperatures–and I know I don’t race well in them–but I do love hitting the road when it starts to warm up like this. Give me spring over winter any day, thank you very much.