Some runs are just a blessing. This run in Seaside was one of those, too bad That Guy wasn't around to enjoy it with me. I had gone for a 30 minute swim during the lunch break at the COSA conference and just wanted to get in a few easy miles. I started out on the loop I run when I'm here. It allows for a longer run of about 4.5 or shorter on of 3.5.
I started this run telling myself to go slow, this was a run of ease not speed. I had a couple of the aches I generally have but nothing to extreme. I had to remind myself a couple of times to slow down, wait til at least you get halfway.
As I kept going, my knees loosened up a bit. I didn't feel like I had sped up much but was enjoying a comfortable pace. The evening was a nice temp for running and the sky was overcast, an occasional ocean breeze comimg from my right. It was as perfect of evening for a run as one could as for.
I started up and crested the one hill on the route with little extra effort. The downhill side was as effortless as a 60 year old could expect. It interesting how perceptions and perspectives change over the years. There was a time when the aches I was feeling would have classified this as a bad run. Now it was looking like a gooder one.
When I enter my results in my log and saw I'd run a 9:13 average pace I was surprised at the speed. I didn't feel like I was going at a low 9 pace and was actually just wanting a mid 9 pace. My legs were tired the last half mile. Most likely from the earlier swim, but my stride felt fluid and purposeful.
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