Jiminy jillikers, Batman! It’s September, and I just finished an 18-mile run!
There is nothing quite like a good, fast, wind-in-your-hair run in September. The weather is absolutely gorgeous today, and I’m looking forward to frolicking later (or at least claiming a lawn chair on my roof and reading for a while). Right now, my weather widget says that it is 74 degrees – which means that it was much cooler earlier this morning when I started my run.
Today’s run was incredible! I kept a steady pace, planned water stops well, and had a pretty good runner’s high going – especially by Mile 14. Here are a couple of numbers to help paint a picture of my 18-mile journey:
Number of songs played: 49
Number of tactless men who ought to keep their lecherous thoughts to themselves: 3 (Yeah, jerk, I might be rocking out to Styx but I can still hear everything you say to me.)
Number of 40+ year-old runners who proved that they could outrun me: 2
Number of energy gels: 2 (Lemon Sublime and Tri-Berry. Both are still pretty disgusting.)
Number of elephants: 1 (not kidding)
Number of unintentional fist pumps during “Every Time We Touch”: 10
Number of times I skipped “Don’t Stop Believing” because it was premature: 3
Mile Mark when I needed to hear “Don’t Stop Believing”: 16
Mile Mark when I felt like a total bad ass: 18
And with that, this crazy train keeps rolling. Happy Labor Day Weekend, everyone!