Shamrock shaken? Check!
Two pieces of surprising information…one, I actually ran 13k when I said I was going to run 13k. A 2012 miracle! And two, it felt ah.mah.zing. Shocking, I know.
After committing to the Shake Your Shamrock virtual race last week, I immediately starting planning out my runs for the week so that my 13k “race” on St. Paddy’s Day wouldn’t leave me feeling like a wee bag o’shite! (That’s Irish speak for “all of my runs lately”). Not surprisingly, I eeked out 10k on Tuesday and that was all she wrote for the remainder of the week. Classic me.
But for some reason when I woke up on Saturday, I was feeling ready to go. Like actually really looking forward to this run. I think it may have been the sunny, mild weather or the anticipation of Dairy Queen post-run, but I’m not one question my motivation – I just went with it.
And lemme tell ya, it was a fan-Lucky Charm-tastic little run. My hometown is pretty and clean and FLAT. Hooray for a lazy leprechaun like me! It wasn’t my fastest run ever (about a 5:43 pace according to Garmin) but I don’t really care. I’m just happy that my legs felt decent and that I thoroughly enjoyed the whole thing. Having taken a little hiatus from running, it seems like it’s been harder to get back in the groove. You know, not having to force myself out the door…and down the sidewalk…without turning back home…and reaching for the Doritos…and hosting a little pity party (for one)…sniff.
So first “race” of the season = success! “Official” time of 1:14:15. My elusive runner’s high? = Welcome back, old friend! Dairy Queen caramel sundae reward = dangerously motivating.