I walked for 40 minutes today. With surgery coming next week and no serious exercise until mid-April, I’ve been free of the where-to-run concerns that normally would occupy me this time of year, a not unpleasant development given the current weather.
So I’ve gotten lazy. My weight ballooned to 180, where it has never been, so I have to get back to at least getting some exercise.
Today, as I turned on Sherman Street in Bronxville, I had a wave of recollection. Like a whiff of a perfume that reminds of a long-ago lover, I was suddenly turning onto Sherman on a chilly winter’s night — to keep off main roads I had a plethora of complicated routes — with a smooth stride and going fast as I entered the final mile-and-a-half of my run. It’s these little things and not so much the complexity of a race experience that are the foundation of my running. So I hope to re-kindle that come April.
One thing I won’t be doing is Paine to Pain. Too “technical” and risky for my money, much as I’d love to wipe my disastrous experience away. But RD Eric Turkewitz put me in touch with Trail Runner Magazine, and I wrote a short piece on the race. I don’t have a copy, although Eric posted a photo of the article on Facebook.