This past Saturday, I felt it – a feeling that does not come often or last long enough.
Despite the heat and the humidity of an August weekend in SWLA – everything fell into place and that’s when I knew…I had experienced a brilliant run. My friend Heather and I were around mile 4 of our 12 mile run and for just a small moment, everything felt right. The surroundings for Saturday’s run were amazing – a nice peaceful lake with a gorgeous view of the sunrise, my pace was perfect, my breathing was under control – the world faded away and I was in the zone. I wish I could have tucked a piece of that amazing run away to carry it with me on future runs. I could literally hear angels singing the hallelujah chorus…or maybe not, but close! :0)
Ever since my injury, I’ve craved for a moment like I had on Saturday. You see, I still run with a knee sleeve (mostly because of its sense of security) and I become paranoid with any ache or twinge that I feel. It might sound silly to some but for me, it was worth it. A small window of an amazing run was worth all of the pain and hours of training I put myself through.
What can I do to make that feeling last? What can I do to make it come around more often? I’m left without an answer. However, I am grateful for the opportunity and the memory of that small moment of brilliance which outshines the rest by far.
(It’s gotta be the shoes!) :0)