Just Life

My Saturday Morning Run.

We had a lovely weekend here – plenty of blue skies and sunshine, golf (for Marc) and knitting (for me), seeing friends, eating well and three nights in a row of 8+ hours of sleep – but the highlight for me was a four-mile run on Saturday morning. We had rain overnight that left the air crisp and clean and a delightful high 50-something degrees.

I set off just after 8am, planning to head to the lake (there and back is almost three miles). I made it there with energy to spare…and kept going.  A half mile later, I saw this delightful view and turned around.
Nearly home, I saw roses and more azaleas
and just outside my neighborhood I couldn’t resist these raindrops on roses.
I stopped running last July (due to an injury) and honestly thought I was done for good. I do love to walk (10,000 steps!), but last month I found myself wanting to run. Three weeks ago I gave it a try and loved it. I was pleasantly surprised that my body remembered how to do it!  And with Saturday’s run, I think I’m hooked. again. 
Not for distance, or for speed (I’m saying this now – I have no intention to run a race again ever!), but for the love of being outside and pushing myself just enough to feel good.  TBD on exactly what that means, but I’m hoping for 10-15 miles a week.  We’ll see!