Total
distance: 1.04 miles
I
had left my car at my office building on Saturday (the rendezvous
point for my carpooling crew) and had hitched a ride back home with
the BF – meaning that at some point, I would have to retrieve it
the next day. I got the crazy notion inside my head that it would be
a great idea to go there on foot. Specifically: I could run there! It
wasn't far. Far enough to get in a mile, maybe two if I really wanted
to stretch it. Yes, it was a brilliant plan.
I
procrastinated most of the day, a bit of lingering exhausting from
the night before making me lazy. Finally, though, I got dressed and
headed out the door. I walked far enough to the point where I
wouldn't have to cross any of the major roads (and thus possibly
having to stop and wait for traffic) and then started to jog. I
realized that this was, in fact, not the best idea ever, and it was
pretty warm outside, to boot. I decided that I would run a mile and
call it good... but I was only giving myself 12 minutes. Given my
recent increased pace, I thought that seemed fair. If I couldn't make
it at least a mile in the allotted twelve minutes, I would just have
to live with my failure.
I
did, in fact, make it a mile in that twelve minutes, plus a little
extra to be safe. I wasn't quite to our parking lot yet, but that
gave me enough time to walk my cool down. And then I hopped in my car
and drove home, which made it very tempting to plant my car somewhere
near the end of my running route in the future.
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