Since the temperatures started to climb into the high 40’s, I went to my favorite place with a goal in mind.
A running goal . . .
Yesterday was my off day from running, so my legs felt good as my feet initially met the pavement. I was ready to set some new personal records today.
Jason’s playlist started streaming into my ears, setting the mood. As soon as I hit play the rest of the world vanished. It was just me, my thoughts and the path ahead of me.
It’s been awfully cold this past week with temperatures dipping into the teens and 20’s. With the wind, it felt even colder. One day the newscast said the wind chill had the possibility of reaching -15. Yep, running conditions I wasn’t too fond of, which meant quite a few days off. There is still a little Florida left in me.
I ran one day last week when the temperatures were in the 20’s, with wind. More than half of the time the wind was to my face. I was not a fan. It was challenging to keep going, but somehow my legs carried me on to put some more miles on my shoes. My body was warm that day due to the numerous layers. My hands were toasty, thanks to my gloves, and so was my head because of my beanie hat. My face, on the other hand, never warmed.
The photo above is of Reedy Creek, which runs alongside the Kingsport Greenbelt. Just a glimpse of how cold it really was that day. I was pretty proud of myself for heading out for a run, even though it was cold.
Today, however, there were smaller clusters of ice attached to tree trunks alongside the creek, and inside the creek.
I ran to my normal stopping point before heading back in the direction where I started today. The difference, however, was how far I ran in the other direction. My legs felt good and my body was warm, so I kept going.
After reaching another typical turning point, I kept going. I was thrilled.
I finally turned around and kept running towards my starting point. Once I hit that point, I gave myself another stopping point. This is where I finally called it quits for the day.
I knew I had run further, but didn’t know how far until I took my phone out of my running belt.
My previous running distance was 4.03 miles.
I found my passion. That passion, lacing up my running shoes and seeing what my body is capable of achieving.
4.52 miles . . . that, I have to say was incredible therapy!
I’m happy to say I signed up for my next 5K race at the end of February in Downtown Kingsport. I am beyond excited for this race. Now that I know I can run more than 3.1 miles, it’s now all about how much I can beat my last running time.