It's safe to say ...

Today was the fourth good run in a row. Even better was that after our run today, I knew, KNEW, I could have kept going. In fact, I ran up a hill during our last interval, never doubting I'd make it! I felt great. After the run I felt like one of those bouncy winners on a game show ... I was giddy with excitement. I kept telling J "you have no idea how thrilled I am". She assured me she felt the same way. We rocked it today!

Today the watch was bumped up to a 3 minute run with a 2.30 walk - doing our usual eight sets. The first two were fantastic; honestly, I wasn't sure I could run three minutes. The time flew by. We were in a groove well into run 3 when all of the sudden someone on a mountain bike called out from behind us. Being as startled as we were, it completely threw off our breathing rhythms. We both struggled through the end of that run and the entire 3 minutes of the fourth.

Damn. I was starting to wonder if I was going to make it through another 4 sets. As I fought to keep going, I noticed J was having an equally difficult time so I reminded her that we only had to get through six. It's a game we play, knowing full we we'll continue. Interestingly, we both seemed to find a renewed energy as we approached what 'could' have been our last run of the day ... #6. It was amazing. We were back in the groove and completed the entire run!

I was left wanting more - wow, yeah, me, wanting to run more ... something good's happening.

We're planning on doing a 5k this Saturday in 'our park' we jokingly refer to it. It will by J's first 5k and as a runner - mine too. I've participated in many a 5k but never believing I was a runner.

So, I think the question is answered; is it love or infatuation?

I Love Running!

Happy Running!