Yep. I just got back from a pretty peaceful run… and yes, it’s 1 a.m. in the morning. That’s why it’s peaceful! I like running at night.
I strapped on my super-bright headlight, bright blinking tail-light, and headed out through the streets of Atherton while running to the sounds of Limp Bizkit, Paul Gross, Due South and some other assorted music.
I’m technically not training for a marathon, but I just might running to be ready for the San Francisco Marathon (1/2) that takes place just after July 21st. That would mark my having been running for 1-year.
My wife has been running for a few years and I’ve traditionally been a non-runner due to perceived, or poorly ingrained self-beliefs about what I can or can’t do. But I’m cranking it out now… for me. I have yet to cross the 7 mile mark, and I have 5 months, so I better start pushing if I’m going to do this thing. IF. I’ve made no promises.
Any way, tonight was my best “long-distance” running pace to date, at an 11:47 pace for 6.4 miles. I’m happy with that. For now!
Well, gotta scat! It’s bedtime!
