|A grey misty day on the river|
Running felt hard for most of last week. With some encouragement from husband, I managed to do 5k on Tuesday but couldn't get motivated to run again until the weekend. Even then, it took Husband's gentle prodding to get me to lace up my shoes and head out the door Saturday morning.
It was a drizzly, grey day so there wasn't much worth photographing en route - though the weather made for a marvelously solitary and peaceful run. I didn't cross paths with another runner or walker the whole time I was out. And, as so often happens, once I got going I actually enjoyed myself. My new Aasics felt good and my legs had plenty of juice after a few days off. Because I was breaking in new shoes, I kept the run relatively short - returning home after only 13.5 kms - but that worked out well too since it meant I had the energy to do another 12 kms with my friend David yesterday morning.
The weather was much improved by then with bright sunshine and mild temperatures so we had a fabulous run along the river trail - laughing and talking the whole way. Later in the day, Husband and I took in our first Christmas concert of the season and picked out a Christmas tree and I made yummy veggie crepes for supper. By the time I tumbled into bed last night, I was pleasantly tired and relaxed, and woke up this morning looking forward to my next run.
Which just goes to show that sometimes all it takes to cure the running blahs is a new pair of shoes, a run with a good friend and a little Christmas cheer. Reading a good running book helps too, but more on that tomorrow.
So tell me, friends, how do you cure the running blahs?