Saturday was an awesome day. We knocked out lots of to-dos that needed to-doing, like unpacking that last annoying box, building a fence, fixing a ceiling fan, and raking leaves. But what started this blast of productivity can all be traced back to my long run.
18 miles of Austin’s lesser-traveled roads started my day. Hazel and I took off under the cool, overcast skies. She easily handled her 6.2 miles in a shade over 47 minutes. At 38 pounds, she’s quite the star athlete laying down times some long-time runners would love to achieve. (Aside: There will never ever [ever] be a time where she is too tired to go for a run. Talk about no excuses. She’s the best running buddy in the world. Sorry Colin.)
After dropping her home, I continued on, basking in the quiet Saturday morning solitude. As my watched beeped for each passing mile, I picked up the pace. For
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a reason beyond description (but for which I am thankful), a feeling of joy washed over me and the only thing I could do was run faster. My last mile was the fastest of the day. It set the tone for the rest of the day. All the productivity mentioned above was thanks to feeling awesome.
Rather than drone on, I’ll say this is exactly how I felt (flames and all):
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