Maybe I've hit a little post marathon lull. I am enjoying my unstructured workouts, I feel good maintaining my fitness, I am looking forward to Living History Farms with John, Brian and Hilary next month but I can feel that familiar loose ends feeling creeping in. It is getting colder, darker, harder to run first thing in the morning. I can kind of see the Winter months coming and I am worried about losing all this fitness I have worked so hard to gain this year.
I am reassuring myself by running regularly for as long as the weather will permit, knowing I have come in and out of running shape many times, I will do it again.
As you know, I love Kristin Armstrong's blog on Runner's World. This week she writes about signing up for a 50 mile race. FIFTY MILES. But she writes about it in a way that is so relatable, whatever the distance you are conquering, whatever the goal you are setting. Then she includes this statement that just hit me between the eyes:
"There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit futher, it transcends the mind. A bit further yet, and what you have before you, laid bare, is the soul."
I got an up close look at that magical place in running and I want to hold it tight as long as I can...
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