When I got home from work today I was frustrated. I hate driving as it is, but this afternoon everyone was trying to kill me on my way home. I couldn’t figure out if I just needed to chill for a bit or throw on my running shoes and get moving right away. When I got home I was so hot that I just HAD to get out of my work clothes and it just seemed silly to change twice, so I put on my running clothes. After I fed the dog and let her out I was calm enough that I decided that running was the next order of business. I headed up to the gym here at my apartment complex and both treadmills were occupied. DANG IT! By this point I was determined to run and I knew if I went home that I wouldn’t go back out again. So I hoped in the car and went down to the lake.
The riverwalk is 1.5 miles long, so its 3 miles up and back. I had every intention of going for the whole 3 miles, but with it still feeling like 98 degrees at 5 pm it was NOT going to happen. But I got out there and I ran. That is what really matter!