Yep, I was super antsy to run today -- despite the gloomy weather, overcast skies, low temps, and rain. I waited it out as long as I possibly could, and then I thought "eh, running in the rain didn't kill the marathoners, it sure won't kill me!"
So I set out for a quick one -- after all, it wasn't 26.2, more like 2.6. Easy peasy. I only ran for about 20 minutes and then walked back -- my sore left knee was giving me a little trouble -- and by the time I was done, I was cold and unhappy. Don't get me wrong -- the run itself felt great, but I was sniffling and dripping and cold and cranky about it.
So then I showered, worked for a few hours, and spent my lunch hour shopping.
But it was basically the first significant movement I've had since Friday, so I knew I needed to something or risk going totally stir crazy.
I'll be on my feet tonight, as I'm going to a concert... better than sitting on my butt watching TV, no?
Off and primping,