A New Course

I was sick a couple of weeks ago and lost a whole week of running. I was just about to start three mile runs when I got the cold. Since I started running again last week, I haven't been the same.

I decided I needed a different running course. I drove my car down to the Club last night and left it there. It's just under two miles from the house. I got up at 5:30 this morning and ran to the Club. It took me about 25 minutes and I really enjoyed it.

It didn't quite make it all the way. I stopped and walked for just a couple of minutes before crossing the Monroe Street Bridge. I always drive across it, almost never walk across it. It's kind of cool to be up there and see the raging river far below.

It was nice to have access to the Club at the end of my run. I went upstairs and did a couple of lifts and some sit ups. Then I hit the Steam Bath...my favorite room at the Club. The place was quite full this morning. I've never seen the shower completely filled up before today.

I weighed 217.

Mind Over Body

I have found that I get my second kick at about three quarters of a mile. Then I can settle in to a pretty good groove, get my breathing rhythm and just kind of shuffle along. My stride really isn't much more than a shuffle.

It's all about Mind over Body. My body is essentially a lazy thing. Been that way for over 50 years now. It doesn't tolerate pain well. My body is a Pussy. My mind is not much better. It is lazy and doesn't tolerate pain, but it occasionally gets disgruntled with poor performance and low standards. So it steps up sometimes and makes an attempt at a leadership role.

As I was running last night, the body really wanted to quit but the mind saw no reason. There was not much discomfort in the muscles and joints. In fact, considering the level of exertion, there was not much pain at all. The mind wanted to go for three miles.

The body was not happy about this but could see the benefit of trying to do more. An extra beer could be consumed. More dinner could be eaten without guilt.

I passed the front of the house which is the two mile mark and I kept going. It was here that the body began to protest. It's amazing how much pressure the body can exert to create a lack of will. I made it to the end of the block before I stopped.

I was still pleased with the outcome. I ran two miles in just under 24 minutes. Tonight I go for three.

Run Along Now

It's been five days since I had run so it was imperative that I got out last night. When I ran last Friday, I got in two miles. I find that the first mile is pretty bad and then I get a second kick at about 1.6 miles. I never made it to the kick last night. I finished the first mile and knew I was finished.

I took a little break and then ran another lap around the park, so I almost made two miles. That's the way I'm going to look at it.

Still rollin' fly and lookin' phat!