I've struggled the last three weeks with putting together seven straight days of running. I've had back spasms, fatigue, more fatigue. For the past week, I've managed to run my 8 miles every day. Today will be my seventh straight day. I woke up a little tired. But, the seventh straight day beckons. The air quality is once again moderate, albeit, just on the border of good and moderate, so I have a choice in terms of wearing a mask. It's going to be another hot day, but, if I get out on the road soon, at least I can run in 80 degree temperatures and avoid seeing 90 by the time I finish. Writing about today's run only serves to encourage me to get out the door. If I complete today's run, it will actually be my 5th week of running 8 miles seven days in a row in the past 8 weeks. On the other hand, in those 56 days (including today), I will have run 44 days. That's 352 miles. That's 44 miles a week. That's Jerry West's old number. I've got to love it!
It's kind of funny. There are people who put a lot of stock in numbers. Our family loves numbers like 11 and we love time's on the clock like "11:11." 44 is symmetrical. It also adds up to eight! So, there we are. I don't really know what any of this means, but it's fun to play with it. That's the approach I need to take today. Playful. Yesterday, I ran comfortably, but it still took a lot out of me due to the oppressive heat. Today will be warm again, and even warmer if I don't finish this blog and get outside to run!
Habits are good, but they need to be healthy. I promised myself last week to start meditating again, and I haven't done so. Maybe focusing on one to two habits at a time is all that the human mind and body can tolerate. This week has been focused on getting in my runs again. I'm feeling a little tired, but I'm going to make it happen. No stress, no strain, just putting one foot in front of the other for eight miles. Another week of running.
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