No long run with Louise today due to another bad night sleep, I couldn’t quite muster up the energy to be ready in time and didn’t feel quite confident enough to go any great distance. But everything has a sliver lining, it’s there somewhere!
This week’s long run called for 16kms but I managed 7kms, a little later in the morning than usual, but I got it done. It was 7kms of total bliss.
I found my happy pace.
From the house I started to run. Down the driveway, past the Dairy, up to the letter box… down Brocks Roads over the bridge, around the corners and then back home. It was the perfect running day; cool with a light breeze and just a little overcast.
Nothing out of the ordinary. Certainly a lot slower than usual. But I felt like I could run all day!
I’m thinking I might have found my happy pace.
I hope this weekend you find your happy pace…fast or slow or anywhere in between…a pace that makes you smile and nod in contentment that this running thing? It’s a cool thing to do.
Happy running 🙂
PS after a week of quiet I do hope that Janette is up for a happy chat at parkrun….or someone…perhaps Pauly will have to run and chat with me…and Louise is in for a total chewing of the ear next week. Laryngitis is almost gone! And this weekend is a special weekend with the launch of the second parkrun in Tasmania – Leanne and Leigh will be at Hobart parkrun, I hope they have a great time 🙂