My alarm went off at 5:25 am this morning. First I groaned, then I turned the alarm off and got up. Getting out of bed is the hardest part. Once I'm standing, I'm good to go. It's easy to get out the door.
After I left the baby chicks out of the coop, I laced up my shoes, got my phone set up to play my download from Ultra Runner Podcasts, leashed up my puppy dog, Mya, and off I ran.
I ran, and I ran. I ran (okay with some walking thrown in) 6.37 miles. That's 20.77 miles so far this week. There were slight hills, but overall, it was relatively flat compared to the course the ultra will be held on. It was also incredibly hilly compared to the running I did in Quakertown.
It felt good to be done with the run today. My ankle and toe on my left foot are sore, so I have to ice them. I still have a lot of doubts about whether or not I will be able to do this race, but I am optimistic. This is an exciting adventure where I really don't have an inkling what the ending will be. That makes this so much more fun.
I saw a deer this morning. She was eating the the middle of the field between apple trees. It was a beautiful sight. I would not have seen it had I not gone for my run this morning. I also got to observe the incredibly high creeks around our house. There is a degree of observation that can only be done when running. When you're walking, you don't cover as much ground. When you bike ride, you are going too fast to really see what is happening. When you are running you are tuned in.
I am so grateful to be back to the sport that makes me me.
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