Week 4, Run 3

Friday night at the gym = super fun times! It actually wasn't so bad, as I knew that Thai take-out, The Daily Show, The Office, and a replay of Obama's victory speech were waiting for me when I got home and I saw an old friend there.

It was a 3.5-miler, and I actually tried to alter my stride somewhat. I tried to really concentrate on what I could do to make the run less heinous, and I said to myself, "Self, are your feet hitting the treadmill more than they need to at this speed? Can you lengthen your stride a little bit and see what happens?" So I tried to be a little less bouncy and short-strided (made that up) and a little smoother. It felt sort of foreign but sort of good (or, if not good, less bad). I think I will try it again, though I'm not sure how I will pull it off when I'm on the road and not the treadmill. We'll see.

What I dislike most about the gym, I think, is how it gives me a severe case of hot face. My face turns tomato red and feels like it's in flames. This does not happen outside. Tomorrow is a five-miler outside, and I might try to carve out a new route so there's some new scenery along the way. That's it for now ... coffee time.

(This entry was moved over from a separate running blog.)