Thursday, September 10, 2009

Chip, I'm all jacked up on Mountain Dew!

Last night, I got to spend a couple hours catching up with my friend, Cat, at a local coffee shop. She's already completed the 100 Grand with me in June, then the Steelhead Triathlon in July and now she's running the Park2Park half marathon in Holland, MI the same day that I'm planning to do the Dunes Duathlon. She's an athletic powerhouse who feels no pain. Seriously.

It was great catching up on all the new things in our lives - service trips, motorcycles, thinking about mortality, marriage, friends having kids...

I didn't think I'd fit a workout in last. I wasn't even planning on it. In fact, as I sat in a big comfy chair at the coffee shop, I caught myself rubbing my sleepy eyes.

But on the way home, the 12 ounces of caffeinated carmel latte must have kicked in because I really felt like going for a run! When that feeling comes on, I figure I'd better just do it, because how often do you really WANT to go for run?

Since it was already dark out, I hit an easy pace and explored a new, well-lit 3 mile course that wove through a large apartment community near my house. It was warm and humid, but a slight breeze and the smell of recent rain made the air really refreshing. Runs like that remind me why I participated in this masochistic sport for so many years.

1 comment:

  1. Masochistic sport, ha. I used to run a lot but stopped when I started riding. This post almost makes me want to go for a run...almost.