21.57 miles down. 23 days to go.
tuesday’s mid-day run had me beating a few PRs for the 5K distance (26.01) and the mile (7:55). as with most of my runs, i usually feel crappy during the first mile (and then feel better by the second). with this in mind, i was pleasantly surprised at how good i felt the moment i scrambled out the door. i darted gleefully past the glossy galleries on 26th street, snaked my around an obstacle course of delivery trucks, and skipped nimbly over uncurbed dog doo. it felt like i was running with completely different legs. fast legs. i hotfooted it across the west side highway, ran down past the chelsea piers and back up again to finish up four miles. i made it back to the office a breathless, happy mess.
with tuesday’s PR crushing run behind me, i headed to peloton cycle on wednesday for a lunch-time spin class. while i usually don’t track my cadence or output with my rides, i think i pushed it a bit further this week because i had a particularly knee-wobbling struggle back up to the office.
toward the end of the afternoon, i opted to move my desk to sit closer to my team. i ended up in a better spot, conveniently located next to the office gym. stretching and/or weight lifting at any given moment throughout the day? yes, please!
before taking off for the day, in keeping with my 100 miles in 30 days plan, i mapped out a slow and steady run-commute home. the commute pretty much covered the same ground as tuesday’s run, but instead i planned to keep run-forrest-running down the highway and then grab a train for the rest of the journey home.
my “slow and steady” run ended up being a faster run than i planned. nowadays it’s hard for me to run at what i consider an easy pace. i have to learn how to do this if i want to be able to run longer distances without prematurely falling apart.
even though i hauled ass, i was able to stop myself and snap a photo of the glimmering hudson river before sunset.
after i finished my run, i made the mistake of immediately hopping on a train without cooling off. i couldn’t stop sweating! every once in a while, i would briefly lock eyes with one of my fellow commuters looking mildly concerned for me. or scared of me. or both.
later (like a total lunatic), i sprinted the half-mile home from the train station.
today’s a new day. only 3.3 miles on the docket. friday, i run the central park loop.
also, since this song was probably running through your head while reading this, here you go: