With every new training cycle there is a sense of vigor, freshness and overwhelming excitement that is hard to imitate…
You spring out of bed at 4:30 with no problem. Sleep? Who needs it?!
You smile, and perhaps even chat with, the gym’s front desk attendant. He always says good morning, after all.
You welcome the idea of 10 miles on the dreadmill. Admit it, those hamsters always look so cute running on their wheel so why can’t you?
You actually enjoy the taste of PowerBar chews for breakfast. While not ideal, that’s all you remembered to grab and you’re totally ok with it.
You easily eat up every moment of the 2009 remake of Fame streaming from Netflix to the dreadmill TV. Oh teenage angst, how we love to hate you.
You cruise through your miles – legs ripe with energy and the hot pursuit of your goals with every step you take.
You forgot to pack the shirt you were going to wear, but who cares?! You just got 10 miles under your belt all before 6:30 a.m., so that wrinkled, hot mess of an extra shirt at the bottom of your bag might as well be draped across Blake Lively because you’re gonna make it work!
I love days like today and I love blogging about them even more. I can look back on the second best day of my life, the best day of my life, my BQ, moments where I lost my mojo, Boston, and days like today, and reminisce about the journey that running takes you on.
But for now, I’ll soak up every moment of these early weeks in training as the possibilities are limitless. When week 14 rolls around and I have a bad case of the taper crazies, I can look back to posts like these a remember it’s all part of the process and it’s why we love it.