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Addicted? Perhaps.

I was supposed to run tonight after babysitting the cutest little man in Columbus, but due to timing I have been forced to relax instead. Getting back into running after a marathon varies from person to person. Some folks jump in immediately and are able to heal quickly, while others may take a few weeks or even a few months to fully recover from a marathon.

Over the last week I have been trying to build my mileage back up to pre-marathon weekly mileage. I have not been fully successful but I am getting there! I have started writing a training plan but have become more inspired by running for the sake of running rather than having a true plan. Don't get me wrong, I am trying to achieve 250 miles for November and December (I am likely to fail as I will probably only hit 110 miles in November) and that is a plan, however I like to just go out and see where my feet take me.

Tonight as I sit in my 'grampa' chair, listening to music, reading and writing I have discovered that the simple act of running has turned into a need, some might even say an addiction, based on the constant shaking of my foot and the plotting of my run between work, dinner plans with one friend and movie or euchre plans with other friends tomorrow night. I feel as though my day is incomplete without running.

Here is a short little poem about running (yes this means my subject matter for the week was weak):

Some days I wake up and look at the sun
Immediately I wonder, when I can run
Other days I wake up and look at the rain
Instead of being discouraged I get ready to train

When I wake up and feel uninspired
I turn on loud music until I feel fired (up)
Dukie has a tendency to wake me up early
I put on my shoes instead of getting burly

No matter the day no matter the weather
Running will always make me feel better


Comments

  1. Christina BradyNovember 29, 2011 at 12:58 PM

    love the 'burly' line.

    how bout surly, and surely, and whirly, or curly???

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