It's been awhile. Christmas made running hard and blogging impossible. But tonight I finished my first run of the year, after a little over a week off. It was not as bad as I thought it would be.
Yesterday was the Rose Parade, which means the city is still coming back together. I run around the Rose Bowl (on a nice track). Tents are still up from float decorating. Barricades are still hanging out on the side of the road. And best of all: horse dung is still on the road/running track. Or at least that's what I like to imagine it is. It could have just been mud/grass clippings tracked out by trucks. I didn't stop to smell it.
I did not want to go running. Three of my neighbors are training for the same race. Every time I see them out running (which is way too often), I feel guilty and defeated. I'm reminded that I am not a runner. I'm not doing this for fun, but to challenge myself in a new and different way and to hopefully raise some money for a cause I deeply believe in.
Today I found myself wondering if it were possible to crochet or knit while running, a quick google search proved it to be possible, at least by one British woman. I think I'm going to have to try that. It would definitely make running through horse dung more enjoyable.
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