My iPod said the weather outside would be cold and crummy so I overdressed for it a little. I went for a run at the park with my husband early and was pleasantly surprised to see sun instead of the drizzle and wind that was predicted. I heard a dog whimpering as it was getting out of the car, seeming to say, "Hurry up, hurry up! I want to go!" as it waited for the person with it to get out of the car and arrange clothing and paraphenalia. At that instant, I knew how the dog felt. It was beautiful outside and I was ready to go.
I let my husband mind the watch and I just focused on the run. I read a lot of other blogs by runners who talk about running such-and-such pace on their training runs and being disappointed because instead of going x minutes a mile, it was more like y. On training runs, I pay no attention to my pace. I don't wear a heart rate monitor either. I just run at what feels like a good effort for that day. If I feel crummy, I run slower. If I feel good, I run faster. When I'm getting closer to a race, I do some pace work, but in the off season it's just about how many minutes I'm on my feet. Today was a half-hour run and I was a little sore from weight training, so I kept my effort a little easier and just had a nice, enjoyable trot through the park.
I spent most of the rest of today riding in a car -- my one sister drove us to Columbus to visit my other sister and her baby. It was a nice day all around. The visiting felt a little short after all the time in the car to get there and get home. I'm ready for them to build a high-speed rail line from Toledo to Columbus -- I'd buy a season pass!