I woke up suddenly. It was already 6:50.
"Do I still have time to go for a run? I told myself yesterday I would do it." I thought to himself.
Even if I'm a little late I still want to go. A short run should only take 30 min. If I can get started before 7:00 I'll make it in time. I drank a glass of water, got dressed, and put on a hooded sweatshirt. Then I found my shoes. I forgot my phone and head phones. I quietly went back to my bedroom and grabbed them without waking my wife. I put on my shoes and I was out the door just before 7:00.
It was cool June morning in Montana. My phone said 48 degrees, but the sun was shining so it felt nice. I hadn't run in the morning for a long time. Also I had only been out of bed for a few minutes at this point. I was slow getting started. I felt stiff. The cool air quickly woke me up. I began to run.
"Even if I have to go slow I think I can make it." I thought.
I was planning to go 3 miles. The first mile was slow. I was still getting warmed up and loosening my muscles. I didn't do any stretching before I started since I was in such a hurry.
"I hope my knees don't start hurting." I thought. That happens sometimes when it's cold and I don't stretch.
The second mile started out the same, but half way through I hit the turnaround point. By then I was warm and starting to sweat a bit. I may have been better off without the sweatshirt. After turning back towards home I started to feel good and was able to pick up the pace.
By the time I started the last mile I was feeling strong. The third mile was the quickest of all. With each passing minute I increased the pace and before I knew it I was almost home. I ran even faster for the last few minutes until I was finally home.
I was warm, but enjoying the feeling of being done. I stayed outside for a bit to cool off, but I still felt warm when I went in. A quick shower and I'd be ready for work. I made it.
"Do I still have time to go for a run? I told myself yesterday I would do it." I thought to himself.
Even if I'm a little late I still want to go. A short run should only take 30 min. If I can get started before 7:00 I'll make it in time. I drank a glass of water, got dressed, and put on a hooded sweatshirt. Then I found my shoes. I forgot my phone and head phones. I quietly went back to my bedroom and grabbed them without waking my wife. I put on my shoes and I was out the door just before 7:00.
It was cool June morning in Montana. My phone said 48 degrees, but the sun was shining so it felt nice. I hadn't run in the morning for a long time. Also I had only been out of bed for a few minutes at this point. I was slow getting started. I felt stiff. The cool air quickly woke me up. I began to run.
"Even if I have to go slow I think I can make it." I thought.
I was planning to go 3 miles. The first mile was slow. I was still getting warmed up and loosening my muscles. I didn't do any stretching before I started since I was in such a hurry.
"I hope my knees don't start hurting." I thought. That happens sometimes when it's cold and I don't stretch.
The second mile started out the same, but half way through I hit the turnaround point. By then I was warm and starting to sweat a bit. I may have been better off without the sweatshirt. After turning back towards home I started to feel good and was able to pick up the pace.
By the time I started the last mile I was feeling strong. The third mile was the quickest of all. With each passing minute I increased the pace and before I knew it I was almost home. I ran even faster for the last few minutes until I was finally home.
I was warm, but enjoying the feeling of being done. I stayed outside for a bit to cool off, but I still felt warm when I went in. A quick shower and I'd be ready for work. I made it.
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