I set out today bundled up in a goose-down vest compliments of Nurse Jackie and other warm running gear for my first run since the Philly Marathon. I had set out to do 8 miles but settled on 4.7 miles (the bathroom was calling), a distance which was fine by me. The hills are just great here, especially the final one before arriving at my place. I tell ya, it’s about a 20 degree angle, which probably doesn’t sound that bad, but it’s unrelenting. Here are the deets:
Running with the added clothing (as opposed to shirtlessness, which has tended to be my trend) was a more motivating experience. It might smother my breathing a bit–not sure–but it definitely gets me out there.
I didn’t really set out with goals more than “just run,” which is like saying “just endure.” My dad asked me later in the day whether I have a tough time with hills. I really couldn’t answer him. I wasn’t really focused on them. I was focused on just running, and by my 8:22 pace, you can see I was closer to jogging than running. 🙂