My stomach still isn’t quite back to normal, but I decided to give it a try anyway. I got up at 6.20 and had a peek out of the window. It was raining, but that didn’t put me off. And a good thing too, because by the time I left the house the rain had stopped and I was running under the stars and the moon. The moonlight especially was stunning. Running in the wood wasn’t an option; it was much too dark, but even out in the open the wind wasn’t too bad, and running along the shore of Caragh Lake in such a light was great.
I ran 7 miles at 56:42, that’s 8:06 per mile. I had a weird experience, too. From half-way point until about half a mile from home I ran totally on auto-pilot, I can hardly remember anything about it. It was a kind of outer-body experience, except that my mind wasn’t floating along but was somewhere far away in La-La-Land. Weird.
When I got back, the wife gave me her you-did-something-wrong look (I know it well ;-) ), chiding me for going running when my stomach was still upset.
Her: And while you were out, there was a program about running on the radio. The woman spoke about the dark side of running.
Me: What dark side of running?
Her: It can be addictive
You don’t say!
lol about your reply to your wifes comment.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear that you are "up and running" again.
Addicting? Nah, it can be, I have no idea what she means ;-) Glad you on the trail again!
ReplyDeleteSo sorry, I meant "it can't be"! Must be a keyboard virus or something. I think I need to go for a run so I can relax.
ReplyDeleteNothing beats an early morning run by moonlight, with crisp clean air to fill your lungs. If only it wasn't so darn hard to get up!
ReplyDeleteRunning isn't addicting, no way, not at all. Sorry gotta run, I'll finish this later.....
ReplyDeletePS - Happy to hear you're back out running and joining the "Dark Side"