I suppose one lazy day wasn’t so bad after all; my legs spit out a 62-minute run in the sun today – it felt glorious… really really glorious. Sometimes I get caught up being a gym rat – I l.o.v.e. the WREC [Wildcat Rec Center] – more importantly, I like the eye candy – but my true hobby is running outside a la fresh air.
Since moving last August, I haven’t practiced my true hobby as much as I would like to. I miss my running partners a lot, and a 20-year-old girl [woman?] running by herself in an unfamiliar area isn’t always the smartest activity; hence, my frequency at The Resort. I couldn’t resist the blue skies today though, so I laced up my running shoes and hit the pavement. I avoided looking a my watch. Instead, I paid attention to how my body felt, my thoughts, the songs that trickled in my ears via my iPod, and the busy Saturday morning [graduation] traffic. An hour passed perfectly – not too slow, not too fast. I polished off my cardiovascular exercise with 10 minutes of weights and then put my sluggish day behind me.
“Running is a mental exercise with physical benefits.”
This quote sums up my relationship with running in its eight-word entirety. I’m not going to lie, I heart my abs legs of steel, but the peace of mind is what drives me to put one foot in front of the other.
Oh yeah… and I also run so I can pile up my plate with real food.
I finally roasted the bag of fingerlings I’d had in my cupboard for far too long with olive oil, whole garlic cloves, and fresh organic rosemary [35 minutes @ 375*]. I filled the rest of my plate to the brim with a pile of organic baby lettuce and avocado, olive oil & balsamic. Boring? Not exactly. Simple.
P.S. 0% Greek substitutes sour cream quite nicely.
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Why do you run… or not run?