I know it's been awhile.
I've said I wasn't ready physically.
I've said I wasn't ready mentally.
I've said I've just been ... worn out on being an injured runner.
I found other things to challenge me.
Working with a trainer (I called it my weekly ass kicking).
I've let beautiful days to run come and go.
Today, however, I just coudn't let it pass me by.
51* and sunny in January. It was beautiful.
So, I grabbed Jeff and headed for the River Market.
It was a beautiful run. We didn't run anywhere particular. Hills, after being asked to charge up stairs (during my weekly ass kicking) were cake. Jeff was on his best behavior.
It wasn't a long run - about 25 minutes. I have no idea how far we ran. All I know is that it was fantastic ... and I was left wanting more.
Which, in my opinion, is the best way to start a comeback.