I usually turn into a Big Lazy Runner during the summer. I'll find a breathable tank top, lace on my shoes, and get all ready to go with all the best intentions - and then I step outside. Stymied by a wall of humidity, I get cranky, hot, completely exhausted and lose interest in putting one foot in front of the other after about ten minutes of torture.
but today was one of those rare August days in the city when you open the door and you're greeted, unexpectedly, by post rain coolness -- damp and soggy and imminently runnable. I had dragged myself outside for a very quick two mile jaunt... but - incredibly - at the end of two miles, I wasn't hot, cranky, or exhausted. I was exhilarated. I decided to take advantage and do another two. Then another two. Then - my ipod gave out. but it was a good morning, about 7 miles when all was said and done, which for August for me is a lot.
it's nice to be reminded that the old scrooge who's miserable within 10 minutes one day can fall back in love with her sport the very next morning.
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