Had to run

I haven't been running in over two weeks ... well, I had tried running last Monday, but my ankle was in so much pain that I walked back home after a mile.  Last night, I was itching to run.  My ankle has been feeling better and my body was just craving activity.  Unfortunately, I haven't been working out at all.  This injury got to my head.

It's 83 degrees.  I don't like to run in warm weather.  It's after five o'clock.  I like to run in the early morning hours.

Dinner is in the oven when dear husband arrives home.  I explain that I have to run, literally.  He doesn't think that it's a good idea yet ... same opinion as my little sister.  I know, I know, but I have to run.  He smiles and says, "You look ubber cute in your running outfit.  Walk the hills and only two miles".

Fantastic!  I stretched and stretched some more.  I started Gunner (my garmin) and off I went, walking at first since it was downhill.  At the bottom of the hill, I started running.  I had to be grinning from ear to ear.  It felt so good.  I did a little skip of joy.  A hill approached and I walked up it.  Once leveling off, I started running again.  Ankle tendon was still feeling good.  Yeah!  More hills, more walking, and then more running.

When I arrived home, I made sure to stretch and then stretch some more.  I placed Gunner next to my computer and he relayed all the info of my run.  I logged into my favorite running log software, SportsTracks, and showed my dear husband that I had obeyed his wishes.

"See dear, if you look at my pace and the elevation charts, you can see that I walked all the hills.  I have proof."

"Ah ha, but you said that you would only go 2 miles."

"I did."

"No, you went 2.05 miles." ...grinning

Next time, I will stop Gunner right at 2 miles.

Looking at my data, I was surprised.  The moments that I was running, my pace averaged 9:40.