I...ran today?

My mantra for the last four weeks has been "I'm quitting. I'm detaching." There's nothing I do better than quitting.

Ok, that's stupid. When you've only seen 3 days with sun in a month, your brain begins to starve.

Sun is blazing today, calling me, begging me to be out under it. Grass is soft and spongey, not yet scorched by salt and permafrost. Even the pavement feels good hitting my feet, pounding my sore shoulders into a broader posture, allowing me some great big breaths and clearing my head for the first time in weeks.

Not saying whether this changes my feelings on an upcoming race. In all likelihood I will skip it. Running is something I have to do in my own time. I can't predict how I'll feel in a different climate 3 weeks from now. Just living in the moment and feeling ok about it.

I mean-4.5 miles (albeit there was some walking in there), that's not bad after almost a month off!