Gutting it out.

Busy with work, and busy acting silly at boys night carried over to 80's night at Broadway's. This made for a late (but VERY fun) Wednesday night followed by a full day of work and family. After dropping Abby back off at her mom's I at 9:00 tonight or just after I finally found the time to get my run in... But I DID get it in. This the required mentality. The run happens, barring a severe lightning storm, you just go do it. Period. The legs are of course rather like jello... Well jello if you shot it. 3 hours in 3 days, nearly a marathon worth of running coming back more or less cold turkey, and your muscles (or lack thereof) simply won't like it. But the mind is stronger, basically just sends a message back to your legs, "quitcha-bitchin" this won't stop, but it will get easier as you harden back up. Gliding alongside beaver lake in the dark was nice. Just a quick tour of the north side of town, over to Charlotte street and back up Merrimon to bring it back to the truck parked over near the dam. Good cool running weather. Sometimes you have things to think about when you run and it's good. This time my brain was forced to be on all day, so I spaced out on this run instead. Honestly, I could tell you where I went, but I can't tell you a single thought I had during a 1:03:04 trot. And that is nice too.