I can't believe I'm on week 8 of One Hour Runner. I finished day 2 yesterday so my next run will be 49 minutes.
The thing that I need to work on is my mind. I'm slow and I know that my body will do the time but my mind is a different story.
I'm also finding that the more rural the running path is the better I like it. There is a nice park in the next town over that has several short trails and one of them is a dirt path and it's quickly becoming my favorite. It seems like I worry less about how fast or how far I have yet to go when I'm on that dirt path. I don't think about work, chores or errands that I have yet to finish, I just am. Just me and the dirt path. I'm going to have to get busy and see if I can find more places with dirt paths. There are several asphalt paths as well but those don't do the trick, they are nice but they still connect me to the city and to work and the million other things that tug at my life.
I'm definitely down with the dirt.
On another note, did I ever mention that my neighbors are rude and opportunistic? A pack of drunks and stoners (they all seem to stick together)....yee haw in the city? Self righteous, prejudiced, fist fighting, drunken brawl lovin' rednecks? Gee how did I get so lucky?
Video insert coming soon....the Halloween aftermath.
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