Thursday’s Run (9/02/10)
Thursday was special, an inauguration of sorts: the first run of September. My goal, in the months leading up to September, had been to build a running base that would allow me to run for 20 minutes outside once the worst of the summer heat had mellowed.
It was a glorious run, all 20 minutes of it.
There was no need for speed this time—speed would come later, with longer runs and even cooler temperatures. It was enough to just be outside, putting one foot in front of the other. For me, the best part about running has always been the moment when everything else fades away and all I hear is the rhythm of my footsteps and the sound of my breath. For me, that’s the zone. That’s where I want to be. To find it so quickly and so easily on Thursday, after not even running for a week, was incredible.
I can’t wait to do it again.