Bestest

I had the bestest run with a bestest bud last night. Okay, I don’t really talk like that, but I did have an awesome run with an awesome friend. That much is true. We agreed to meet at the gym to gerbil out. I got there first and started right in. My goal was to run 3 (three) miles. Period. Three meager miles. I wanted to give myself more time just in case I ran like molasses. Anything could have slowed me down: the knee, the not-quite-healed-rubbed-bleeding-raw Achilles tendon, or the simple fact that I haven’t been running and I am so, so out of shape. I gave myself a pace of a 12 minute mile. For those of you with longer legs, that’s a walking pace.
It’s easier to stay focused on a treadmill. The belt moves your feet in relentless, unyielding, (sometimes seen as unforgiving) constant motion. It’s even easier to stay focused when you run with a friend. I can’t tell you how big the smile on my face was when S broke into a run, but I can tell you I was proud, proud, proud. This girl rocks, really. I’m sure I looked goofy, positively goofy with that big-azz smile but it made my run that much easier.

In addition to running with S, BubbleGum, ysris. Robinella, Rob Thomas and Natalie accompanied me. Finished product: 4.1 miles in 50 minutes (that includes 15 minutes of warming up and cooling down). Very cool.