Note to self: running at dusk, along a big-ass stretch of grass, trees and wildflowers even in early fall weather means gnats. Swarms of them. Thousands of them. Crunching. Through. My. Teeth.(phhht. phhht. gag. gulp. )
Also, those assholes BITE!
Outside of my up-close-and-personal encounter with the invading gnat army, today's run was actually pretty nice. Maybe it's because at 65 degrees the weather is perfect. Maybe it's because I've actually been eating right. Maybe it's because I stretched before I ran and tried to spend time doing it afterward. (Although, walking down the stairs to take the pup on her before-bed-walk wasn't the most fun thing ever.) Maybe it's because I told myself to actually try to run, instead of doing my patented Slow Girl Shuffle(TM). But, I felt pretty good tonight. I tried to push myself during the run portion. And managed to catch my breath with time to spare on the walking segment.
Ever the optimist, Shawn tried to convince me it was because the training is working. I don't think it's possible after just two runs. I'm pretty sure I was just trying to get the hell away from the bugs.
But hey, whatever works, right?
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