Up and running.
A fairly well-used phrase. I believe more abstractly than literally but not for me, not this morning. I literally got up, had a cup of coffee, the power went out at home, and I went for a run. It was pretty much I got up and went running. Up and running. Saturday mornings are supposed to be that way. Sunday mornings too, and really any day I don't have to be at work. It's that time when I have time. The weather tries to cooperate and I can get in my long run of the week.
I knew I needed it this morning. I have been running 25 miles a week for the past few weeks and I had 20 miles clocked but I had also missed three days. I wanted to get up and run 7 miles this morning to put me slightly over my 25 miles for the week. (I count my weeks Sunday through Saturday). So I got up, set my sensor for seven miles and headed out. The weather was in full cooperation with a mild 65 degrees. I had mapped out my route in my head. I was up and running. The whole time I kept thinking I really wanted to run 10 miles instead of seven. As I went along I replotted my route to try to get in the extra three miles. If I ran this and looped again but not as far and if I needed to bail I could still turn at this point... Then I just didn't think about it anymore and did it. Yes. The 10 miles. I not only got my 25 miles for the week but up'd it to 30 miles this week. I haven't done a ten mile run this entire year. The longest I have run this year was 8 miles back on May 7th. I had done 11 miles back in November last year a week after I officially ran the Half Marathon. That's it. (Well, I mean that's it for the long runs...lot's of short 3-4 miles inbetween). So I am feeling pretty good about that. I am feeling really good about the 10 miles. It's been a long time coming which is another fairly well-used phrase. I'll use them all day as long as they apply. Today, these seem to apply. Up and running and a long time coming. Both well worth the time and the doing.
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