I started my day off on a healthy foot yesterday—feeling amazing after an early morning run, and made clean eating choices all day. Once I got home, I cooked up some grilled chicken with brown rice and a mixed blend of zucchini, squash, onions, and red peppers for a divine dinner. Putting on the next episode queued on Netflix for Orange is the New Black (that I have become obsessed with!) I digested and relaxed a bit before having the urge to get another run in.
While running longer distances in one shot improves endurance, because of my time constraints going to work in the morning, I have to sometimes split my runs into two sessions. My morning 2 miler was a great run, but I was itching to run farther and enjoy being outside after being in an office all day. So I stretched, hydrated, and set out in the summer night.
It was a bit humid, but the settling sun caused the temperature to be bearable for running. I warmed up while fumbling with my armband I used to play music from my phone and came to realization that it’s time to get a new one. I set my MapMyRun to the pace mode. Usually I run to fast tempo tracks, mostly the Trance playlist on my Songza app to really get me moving, but even though I did want to run hard and fast, I wanted to take in nature and really feel my run. Channeling my positive spirited vibes, I put on Polica’s “Give You the Ghost” album (hands down favorite album) and moved my body and soul to the eccentric sounds.
The combination of the soul-moving music and the dimly lit suburban scenery enchanted my running experience.
The sky was velvet blue and flashes of the flickering lime green lights of fireflies illuminated the paths I traveled down. The trees swayed with dance in the light summer breeze. I ran the first 2 miles feeling indescribably good. I pushed myself to really run, but allowed myself to just be in the present moment. At the 2-mile mark back in front of my house, I stopped for a quick sip of water (I put my Bobble water bottle in the mailbox) and took off again down my favorite route for the last 2 miles.
I ran with power up the steep incline, digging deep inside myself, my legs pushing out and off the ground. I was the sole person out on the dark street—just me and my soul, coming to light by the occasional headlights of passing cars that I chased after. I didn’t feel tired or even wanted to slow down. By the end of my run I was sprinting, running with my heart. I put everything I had in me into the rest of my run. I felt emptied, cleansed, and reborn.
After a cool shower I fell into the deepest sleep, feeling awake this morning, still feeding off my increased energy. I was planning on taking the day off running, but thinking about how good my run was last night makes me want to get right back out there.
How often do you have rest days? Do you like to split up the distance of your run?