And then? A day like Saturday comes along. The first coolish morning in what seems like forever. It was 63 degrees. Humidity was only 83%. The air was filled with excitement from all of our Renegades...we weren't cold, but we weren't sweating just standing around before our run, either. We all set off - Jeff was going for 8 miles, while the rest of us were looking at 5 or 6.2. Julia and I started running, doing intervals, and the miles just flew by. It was magical. We ran 6.2 miles - a 10K - and I fell in love with running again.
Just to put it into perspective, the last time I ran 5 miles was 8 weeks ago - and it was a rough run. Saturday's run was perfect from start to finish. For me to jump from 4 miles to over 6 and feel so good has given me my running confidence back. I didn't care how fast I was, I just was so happy to cover that distance and not feel like I was going to die. I loved seeing this on my Garmin:
Well HELLO 6.2, so nice to see you!!!
Jeff ended up running 8.3 miles and said he felt fantastic! You can tell we're both doing pretty good afterward - not dripping with sweat, nor am I beet red in the face:
Love this shot with the sunrise behind us.
Karen was glowingly golden afterward - the sun was hitting her perfectly. It was amazing how much better everyone looked and felt than in recent months.
Even the hot air balloons were out that morning! Everyone was enjoying the beautiful fall weather.
We went to Blue Baker, where our baker, who had been there since 10:00 pm the night before, was still working hard...Blue Baker opened up a new location in the south part of our town, but all the bread still comes from the original location, so he's been busy. We watched some bread bowls go into the oven, and a little later, he took them out and showed us:
Sourdough and Kalamata olive, baked with pride.
We remarked on how amazing the freshly-baked bread smelled, and then a little later, our baker offered us a loaf of ciabatta bread, warm from the oven:
Hot bread, melted butter...we were all in heaven!
Thanks to all the treats that morning, Jeff and I weren't hungry again until later in the evening. What sounded good to me was potato soup in a bread bowl, so we went to Blue Baker again...it was fun to know that I watched the bread bowl that I was eating out of being baked that very morning! We drove home to a beautiful sunset:
Autumn finally arrived in south Texas - ahhhh!
It was such a wonderful day, and I'm so much more optimistic about running than I was a week ago. Logically, I know the weather affects my running, but we're mired in the heat and humidity for so long that I begin to think it's normal to slog through every run. It was nice to be reminded that I actually really do love running.