For the first time in 25 days, I ran.
Like, for realsies went for a run.
I’m calling it the Inaugural Does Janene Still Have It? 5k. I started out by walking .8 miles at a 6.0 incline on the ‘mill, and then let it rip.
I ended up running 2.3 miles in 25:08. For those of you who are math challenged –
That’s a 10:55 pace.
But here’s where the real fun happens…
IT WAS EASY. Like, easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Piece of cake. Barely-broke-a-sweat kinda easy.
Let me now remind you that when I got injured my “comfortable” pace was around, oh, 12 – 12:30 minutes per mile.
Today, I felt like I was running a 12:30 mile. I could have kept going indefinitely at that pace. If I wasn’t mindful of not pushing my foot too hard on the first one, I probably would have.
Instead, I hopped off the ‘mill, and proceeded to ride the wave of the runner’s high into a solid 30 minutes on the bike and an intense upper arm circuit. I was simply unstoppable today.
CROSS TRAINING FOR THE WIN!!!!
Right after I got off the treadmill, I headed over to Ian, who was stretching it out, lookin’ all cute and sweaty. As we stretched together, I looked out the window and said “Aww, it’s so pretty out there!” Ian looked at me like I had 4 heads and 13 hands.
All I could do was grin sheepishly and say…
I love running!